In the times a person is remembered
On how he smiled and the day he rendered
The problems he solved and altered
And the way his life is surrendered
In times his memories began
He shared his life on all his fans
They all witnessed how this person is blessed
On his life they found their treasures to be possessed
His life's features are part of his memories back then
His glorious feed backs are until when?
The lives He impacted are now in vain
The memories he left are now insane
Howbeit his memories are now forgotten
In forgetful minds now given
His works are now in water engraved
Poor man, his memories are vaguely shaved
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