Khyati Mehra

Life's About...

Millions of li’l minds growing everyday…
Learning how to live from what you and me say…
In this world today – where each good-bad deed comes with an expectation to repay…
Are we forgetting to teach our future to be kind… to help… to pray?

Wherever I see.. Whoever I see…
There’s just one thing they feed in the little brains…
To win.. To reach the pinnacle… whatever the path may be…

Li’l minds… who consider you as their Gods…
As someone their life talks to… In agreement nods…

They will follow you blindly…
Will blv it to be the rite path…
So aint it your duty... to build them completely?
To be on top no doubt… but also to be a soul kindly?

Lets not forget who we are and why are we here…
To uplift those in fear and pain… to be an unguent where souls sear…
Do good for ourselves and our loved ones for sure…
But also heal where it hurts… Wipe tears… be a cure…

You have to win... no doubt… if it’s a race…
But in the run done lose your mores… your worth… your grace…

A life well lived… A game well won…
Is only when it’s not at someone’s cost… some else’s turn…
Fight… but be fair…
Do good and just disappear…

Life’s not only about races and wins…
Its not only about you… your happiness… your reward…
Its also about smiles… love… empathy…
About harmony… peace… well being… accord…

Teach your owns to compete… to excel…
But don’t push them so much…
That they end up drowning in this deep well…

So as to forget what they were actually here to do…
Which wasn’t much of winning and competition…
But rather filled with laughter… their spirits imbue…
Where not only your soul rejoices in life’s beatific bliss…
But also the mankind… who u guide.. help… n whus life u kiss…

Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 12, 2008

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