Back For Thy Fights Poem by Prabhakar Srivastava

Once sitting lonely in a sunny noon
I thought calmly of life and its pace
And shocked to see its ceaseless race
How a life's dawn turns into the moon

About half of time when life thus steals
Among millions but only one thus feels
That life is not just about name or fame
For thousands praise and thousands blame
Nor does it concern with money or joy
For like the poor, the rich too bid bye

O life! Let me know the way of passing thee
And murmured my heart, just live it like me
Throbbing through vital days or gloomy nights
Just rise after every fall and back for thy fights