Game Of Ladder And Death Poem by Tarun Ram Kanuri

It is not wrong building stair
With no basement, in the air.
But it's wrong not being a maker
For a ladder to reach that higher.

Look at your target clearly.
You may feel it is too high.
But start climbing it slowly.
But, to yourself, don't lie.

You are successful as you reach the height.
And fills your body with a lot of joy.
Then an another goal that's burning bright.
Now, you again start to climb and try.

Soon the time fleets away.
And you will be on the bed.
Then your hopes will be stolen.
By a thief named death.

You may be remembered for doing
Something when you have been living.
Surly not for pleasure you enjoyed.
But for the success that you achieved.

Be remembered for doing good things.
Not at all for making innocent people cry.
Remember that at least few fellow lives
Should follow your life after you die.

Death can steal your body and you.
He can't steal your work and art.
Make sure, when a fellow go through
Your work, it fills inspiration in heart.

Time is fleeting away.
You know you'll die one day.
So, make use of the fresh time.
To make your life sublime.