Blood Poem by Kumar Mohit

Blood

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Blood

We born, they born;
we can, they can't;
in this world, as blood donor;
we are, they aren't;
so give it, as they need;
as we know, they want;

Its not just a giving, it got some receiving;
When we give, and they receive;
Its seems, that they got healed;
But, when they give and we receive;
He(God) says, " its true, that you got healed;
And one more deed of yours,
As good deed in the court, is grant; "
So give it, as they need;
As we know, they want;

Its red…..ya ya its red;
When they were dead,
It came, I saw it;
I swear, its red…full red;
He(Doctor) says, "if you gave red;
It won't have come,
If it won't have come, they won't be dead;
You thought of yours, just your red;
And not of those,
That turn them dead; "
We don't know, we may face;
We may face dearth of red,
As who knows, how life is plant;
So give it, as they need;
As we know, they want;


Kumar Mohit

Friday, January 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Blood
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