Lost Complaint Poem by Ashish Ram

Lost Complaint

Rating: 5.0

The day was fine and sunny
And there i was on my balcony
Smoking my favourite ciggy
As i listened to a symphony.
Happiness seemed to be all around
Joy was in the air
Like it had no bounds.
Suddenly my eyes fell on my neighbours brand new car
Then there was my old bike a little distance afar.
Grumpiness and jealousy now crept inside of me
My smile was lost as also my glee.
Cudnt help complaining..My neighbours so well-off.
Then why am i victim of God's scoff? ?
My eyes caught something on the road
It was bustling with traffic in loads.
There in the middle was a man
He was pulling a cart full of metal cans.
He seemed to have crossed his retirement age
Maybe he was pulling the cart just to earn his daily wage.
He seemed hungry....his stomach was stuck to his spine
Cudnt help askin God..'How can you be so unkind.? '
The man's legs seemed to be shaking
I felt like his bones were cracking.
The man seemed like he didnt desire any material comfort
Yet was pulling the cart with all his efforts.
I asked myself..'Why do i whine? '
I know my life is better than him a million times
That poor man had cleared my doubt
Wondered wat i was complaining all about.

Melvina Germain 17 April 2007

Loved this one Ashish, you really conveyed a very important message in such a positive way. All we have to do is look around us and we find others not as fortunate, we must always be grateful for what we have, then work hard to attain what we want. thanks for getting this message out Ashish.--Melvina--

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Nalini Hebbar 18 August 2006

counting small blessings everyday...that's what makes one happier that big treasures...beautiful realization put across in a beautiful poem...so this is how buddha felt! ! ! ...lol...love...nalini

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