AcceptanceA poem by Shon Mehta
For some, it is a belovedthey are eager to meet.
For some, it is an enemythey are anxious to face.
For some, it is a strangerthey are trying to ignore.
In truth, it is a destinythat nobody can escape.
So, for me, when death comes there will only be acceptance.
Published on September 19, 2025 07:05