Who will cry when we die?
As we all human beings on the earth try
Lead a life awry
Devoid of noble human principles
Truthfulness, humility, compassion and the like
How many really attempt
To help others
If not everyone
Least that is our near and dear ones
To keep the things moving
Quick is mind in thinking
Excuses reasons and all such lie
Considering them to be treasure we are on high
As said by Nehru “Mind is a wayward creature”
Unless we have had a great teacher
The parents, society or the situation
Mould us for the better to attain emancipation
Knowing well the truth
As humans and mortal we all are destined to die
Forget the fact
We are guests in the world for awhile
Some less, some more
Years meted by God
We complain and guile
Rather than making the most of our stay on the soil
Who is to be blamed?
The creator or the created
The ignorance bestowed upon humans
Is a challenge
Into opportunity it opens
Truth upon dwelling unravels
Glory which is full of sheen
Knowledge is converted into wisdom
HE, the creator
Has predestined our fate
Before the birth
Aware of it, lets make the most of life
Filling it with happiness and mirth
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