I don't know how it became,
its all about luck when it came.
It may change my wife's life,
Who know maybe from my car to knife.
I don't know how I adopted it,
now it makes me also think where should I sit.
Now there is no limit of joy,
Of course more than getting a toy.
I don't care about my attitude,
may some take as rude or gratitude.
Its my ticket to all things bright,
really an awesome sight.
I shouldn't think about the lottery it may go,
leaving me say NO, NO, NO.
My friends will never leave me,
and be happy in what they see.
Now I wont think about their wish,
Really after winning the lottery I am SELFISH.
Meeting of minds, souls and hearts of true lovers is the moment of a unique celebration. Everything else is secondary. Thanks for this amazing presentation, Nilay. Now there is no limit of joy, Its my ticket to all things bright,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice depiction of good And evil, What may a great change reveal about people And their perception against someone how it evolves after an upheavel, like the consrasting between last four lines.
Thanks BLACK SHELF