Subbaraman N V

(31st July 1941 / Karaikkudi - Tamilnadu- India)

*BROUGHT IN BY US AND GOD!


Come on my dear friend
Let us go to the end!
We know pretty well the world
To meet, one has to be bold!
Joy and sorrow, sickness and health
Pain and pleasure, lack of wealth
Likes and dislikes, tears and cheers
Stress and peace, success and failures!
All brought in by us and God!
Mind well controlled and conditioned
May give us faith in self and God
Our will sure to be well strengthened!
Peace and poise may not be far
Come on my dear friend
Let us go to the end!

Submitted: Monday, April 01, 2013
Edited: Saturday, August 24, 2013

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I am the maker of my destiny aided by God! This poem expresses the idea.

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  • Kavya . (4/3/2013 5:15:00 AM)

    marevellous poem...really enjoyed reading it.....as every line reflects truth.....ur varied experiences with life says it all.... (Report) Reply

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