They respect and honour me,
But dishonoured was he.
He was a man left all alone,
For his goodness, never shone.
He met me and said, 'O brother',
And we had a time together.
'I would quit my illness', he said,
'If you give me a moral aid.
He worried about his daughters,
As everything was spent on quarters.
He showed a great endurance,
Will, repentance and penance.
But before his total recovery,
Death seized him in his bravery.
They say, I am better than he,
But he was far better than me,
His illness was known to all,
And my, hidden, behind the wall.
A heart touching poem, very well wrote and beautiful as well...............................10
I feel sad for your friend. You are right about success. The person who struggles the most and succeeds in his endeavours is far more successful than the one whose life has always been a bed of roses.
I like the honesty and frankness in this poem. Full mark (10) .
A thoughtful write. You have portrayed two different characters very well. Death didn't give him enough time to recover and illness was known to all, but on other side illness remained hidden, but still have a longer life to recover. This poem reflects in many ways. I loved the way you presented it.
This is life. you delivered emotions very well, and i am feeling myself in this poem
To see someone slip the chance of recovery while you were reaching out with moral aid is sad and disappointing. It is touching. God bless you for being such a kind soul to touch someone while he lived. Your deed is recorded in heaven. Your poem is inspiring and beautifully written.
Superb poem! ! ! ! Inspiring and nice tribute to unknown personalities..........10++++
A deeply sad tale, one that is extremely poignant and from the heart, this man can now live on in your words, and now he lives in my mind. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life is such a touchy poem very nicely composed Abdulrazak