V P Mahur

Freshman - 851 Points (Apr 16,1964 / Siyana (UP) , Bulandshahr, India)

Humble Inheritance - Poem by V P Mahur

Whatever comes to view
Is not always true
There may be a clue
Never estimate anything
As per your imagination
A correct discrimination
Is not easy, my son

Life is a lamp
Burning with a lively glow
When oil I too low
And wick is used up
The lamp has to go
With an unseen blow
Nothing will be mine
Except that divine

You can understand
You have to take stand
This is the life's trend
Old is to go
And new is at show
You are not alone
Your family you have
A loving way to pave
Now you too are to learn
How to live a life by your own

Perhaps you cannot imagine
How painful
How much tearing
This thought is
That you are going to leave all
And every beloved one
After that
Neither you nor they
In any possible way
Can know anything
At any cost
And there is no guarantee
That there is another life

For some days
A sheer emptiness
Will give you stress
Then you too
Will have a solace
And be lost
In the worldly chase
But never forget
To pray for me
What I pray on my knee
That God may give power
To leave all of you
Without tearful shower

There is no address
To that unknown
And strange place
It has been
A bitter truth for ever
And shall be further
Remember my dear
Always be thankful
For each of your
Departed ancestor
Of whose blood and trends
Your are an heir
You must leave
All hidden vices
And be more virtuous

I always feel sorry
For not leaving behind
Any great treasure
May be it's your fate
That your parents
Are still poor
And your hope for better
May then be shatter
You may curse me
That my life too
Just ended in a gutter

But listen
To my humble request
All through my life
I have done my best
Honestly and sincerely
Only these verses
Not any pence
Is your inheritance
What more to say
Just pray, pray, pray

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Composed on June 29,2014.

Comments about Humble Inheritance by V P Mahur

  • (7/10/2014 10:34:00 AM)

    This is a beautiful, emotional and from the deep soul write. If we raise and teach our young well then we need to have faith that they will succeed and find happiness once we are no longer there to guide and help. I'm sure you have made your child very proud with this wonderful Humble Inheritance. (Report) Reply

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  • Akhtar Jawad (7/3/2014 1:21:00 PM)

    A nice teaching and a nice inheritance to your descendants. (Report) Reply

  • Akhtar Jawad (7/3/2014 1:20:00 PM)

    A nice teaching and a nice inheritance to your descendants. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 3, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 3, 2014

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