Poems on
Death

My dear Grandfather

a poem by Bahadur Basha Gooty

My dear grandpa, how bad it is
You are no longer coming back
Did not return to the world, leaving us alone

Unable to fight old age
Find out what’s going on
Ho my grandpa
It seems I had gone to school on your mighty shoulders

Your gifted watch reveals,
How many days you have been away from us.
What happened,
You said, that’s fine until morning
We didn’t know until now,
What happened to you

You have gone to Earth’s lap permanently
You were given
Capability to work hard
Cleverness of mind
Adequate properties
Beautiful family

There is no fear
We have been with your ambitious target
So there is no fear among us
Your life is ideal for us