A Final Gift

What makes us to long for at last?
As life may be moving very fast
All stages may pass off very quickly
One will have to bear it happily or sadly

It may not be pleasing to all
Some one may consider it unfortunate arrival
Yet that is beautiful gift from one and only one
Who can dispute His presence and claim to be undone

Through out the life you have remained very truthful
The result had been awarding and you were successful
It never remained mystery or puzzling
As you had more and more inkling

Who knows who has consumed whom?
Where all the happiness has come from?
Love it as it is never planned
By luck only you are gifted with foe or friend

One may go away with full satisfaction
His departure may not be marred by his action
Very few may get tearful good bye
No one can get it even if vainly try

What is left behind as final gift?
Is it the strained relation with so much of rift?
Or living message of love for complete shift
All together different message for positive lift

Don’t curse Him for any of our lapses?
We have missed so many misses
We have taken no note of any signal
It is simple argument but not complete denial

We live completely on His mercy
We have no other role except to accept his pity
Either you do it smilingly or unwillingly
It may take place whether you take unhappily or gladly

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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