Painted with natural brush,
Butterflies around plants and bush
I run after them to catch live,
Kids insisting for catch not one but five,
Stayed almost with colourful life,
Spacious bungalow with beautiful wife,
Lavish parties with friends around,
Joy and happiness always found,
Time was passing with precise clock,
Morning started with splendid voice of cock,
Cool breeze, little dews with bright shine,
Life seemed to be easy and passing fine,
Suddenly it sensed I am running out of time,
Something to be done for unfinished goal prime,
planned absolutely nothing for future days,
Though friends suggested and showed the ways,
What did worry me the most?
Were the precious life days stand lost?
Does that it mean to suffer very high cost?
Waited for message to come by post?
I thought of going for final count down,
Destiny was certain and almost known,
The slight thought sent me a chilled wave,
Holding of defeatist views but putting up of front brave,
Days did not pass as I wanted,
Went to holy places and hymns chanted?
Prayed for easy and smooth passage for life journey,
Three fourth of it went for marry making and collecting honey
Success and failure had no other key,
I ran after money like mad monkey,
It was just craze and blind rush,
All luxury at disposal still more the push,
No use to go down or look at the back,
Time wasd nearing end and waiting for final pack,
Realized it so late that nothing will accompany,
Wife, son, daughter or no more holding of company
hasmukh amathalal
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