I will stand fast
And last
Till long
If not proved wrong
The truth is spirit
When you love to greet
People with good faith
That shall continue till last breath
It is good to practice
And sympathize
With the people of urgent need
When they want us to feed
If you are graced with enough
Be serious and make no laugh
At any one who is less fortunate
Just help and be part of his ill fate
No one can grant you happiness
You must have it on your face
That is emanating from self
Life treasure lying in shelf
I have learnt from experience
That birth and fortune is by chance
Some one says it is due to good work
Done in previous birth with graceful words
a graceful message Gregory Hammond4 minutes ago One that I agree with Comment +1
great Erin Roche-Wise4 minutes ago Like this very much Comment +1
its pretty good. Thomas Pinkney3 minutes ago not really sure what to say here.it was ok.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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