Like all people
We have heard about Adam and Eve
They had different game and behaved
Good and devil is just before us
But in reality we never put any trust
We have gangsters, rapists and murderers
We have poor peasants and laborers
We find priests and sages
They are part of golden pages
Never miss martyrs and children
Who really make our life as that of heaven?
They are all lovely part of journey
All given special role to play by an almighty
So who am I to dislike?
They remain in our memory and strike
At odd hour to unsettle from real story
We feel bad at times and feel sorry
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Nice words sir...! 15 minutes ago by Qasid e hazaan. | Reply
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice words sir...! 28 Jan by Qasid.... | Reply