The Land Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The land

The land of death
The though stops our breathe
The ideas send shiver
It creates terror

But it is reality
And prevails among community
In any religion
Some belief prevails in regions

We can't do away
Or run away
From certain happenings
Lots of things to think and bring in mind

Fear not
We are only caught
Forgetting one natural fact
Death is reality and natural act

No one has escaped
And no one may be spared too
So it is one kind of shock
That always sends fear and rocks