bakuli bhakali Poems
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When People Die
How people actually feel when they die? ?
Where do they go? what do they do?
I want to know
If I die I won't be able to come back and say
Strange isn't it?
But everybody dies
some early in the morning
some when the evening is beginning
some after a joyful day
some with thousand debts to pay
some make millions cry
and some with none to say good bye!
But my friend!
how we die
that's none others' choice
but we do.
If you want to die a thousand's death then live for others
say our fathers.
Or die with none to ...
The young girl next door
As her dear Dad didn't get a new toy,
Although she had many to play with.
But the boy sitting on the floor
Of the temple seems happy
With no toy
But a stray dog to play with.