People And Things Poem by gnrao rao

Some people are born criers,
and wet blankets,
Some cry even at the wedding,
Some make the molehills
into mountains.
It is o.k. for the
cine directors,
Like K.Balachander
who is no more.
Some suffered
and they want all
others also to suffer.
Some suffer and
help others,
they go even out of
the way to help
Like the King Sibi
offering his flesh
from his thigh
instead of the sparrow
to the eagle.
Some enjoy and they
want everyone enjoy.
some become traitors,
some become terrorists,
Some boast themselves
bore others,
some are ' I' specialists.
These doctors they don't
check the eyes
before they boast
about themselves.
Some are born
blood suckers
some are like Karna
Who gave up everything
which he had as protection.
Some are early risers,
they rise before the sunrise.
Some are late sleepers,
they sleep at the very
late hours.
God's creation is
full of variety.
Some are born great,
Some achieve greatness,
On some Greatness
is thrust upon them.
I suffered so you also suffer,
Let me suffer you enjoy,
I enjoy and you also enjoy.
People belong to one
of these categories.
There are some who
do not mind tsking
from the blindman
even the one rupee
to make his balance
to Rs.10000/-
There are when they come
they bring and spread
happiness, peace and cheer,
some when they go off
bring smile and cheer
in everyone's face,
Some are born to BORE,
We call them BLADE,
Some are real entertainers,
Some speak a little
but with interest
make their company enjoyable.
OH! God!
You have created some
as aggressors,
willing to grasp
everything.
some want to be
Parasites,
Some pray God
with pomp and show,
Some pray to Him
In soul and solely.
Some are atheists.
What a wonderful
world is this?
Some are born to
complains, condemn
and criticize.
some will stoop down
to anything
to usurp power and
become the dictator.
Some know how to play
the games in Politics.