I have to meet my end some day
Next minute or a long wait
Know not when and how
Looking back at my deeds
Some were innocent
Some were ignorant
Some were foolish
Some were furious
For no tasty fruit
May be for a fruit in hell
Yet in my distant ken
I capture a blob of light
A tasty fruit
Flashing my little good
My heart says'Just clutch'
'And save the seed
Grow bigger...good bigger
For the fruit in heaven'
i sincerely appreciate the undertone! Highly spiritual and pragmatic! Thanks dear madam for sharing...10
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It is sure that we have to meet our ends in any time faster or later. So our deeds should be well enough for benefit of others. A beautiful spiritual poem nicely executed and shared. Thanks for sharing.