Ma'hulika-23 Poem by dipak adhya

On the way of life
Whatever comes
I regard it as experience.
It is satisfied
Geting a sweet fruit;
And a sour
Teaches me to choose.

So, now I am owe to Ma'hulika,
To entice me to write
If I ignored her on that day
Who would present me poetry,
Always a sweet fruit for hungry mind!

Yet she doesn't regard me as one of the few
So a long way is due
And still to go,
I'll implore her to guide
The song of experience ne'er dies!