My Experience Poem by Vivek Tiwari

MY EXPERIENCE

My City-
My Native Region-
'Tis twenty and seven
I passed here around-
Gave me things many to bound
A name for Teacher
That I'm renowned.
Many cheerly, beautiful and cute
Many-many bright, happy and sweet-
Like many a morning flower-
CHILDREN-
To whom I feel
My heart delight
With gladdening thoughts
Of warmth and affection
And pleasure in some abundant showers
As standing in some shady bower
Sensing around the sweetening showers.

But some cursed, scornsome faces
That the society and environment prompt
That like the hounds hound around
(Hell of those that make them rouse
Hush! for things of good cant forever accord;
Moreover the things without remedy
Should be the things witbout regard)
A man (I) ever, not divine!
Yet I wish them all
All pleasure and peace.
May the time soothen all
All that tangles all things Good.

EXPERIENCE-
I hoarded
Both bitter and sweet
How the Hight plays with the Low
How the steps are plotted around
How the Prosperity robs the Need
Exploitation from Post and Position
Incurred after Wealth and Greed
Too much! Too much!
Beyond all calculations!
Needy are used beyond the ranges
Like the things of exchange.

FRIENDSHIP-
For years lasting
More peaceful
Little exhausting.

LOVE-
For peace
And life lasting
For true happiness
And for all
That is ever sweetely tasting.

People are Sweet
But wealth outdoes the people in common
Poor to poverty and riches to growth.

Mine thoughts are bound
With this town around
'Tis twenty and seven
I passed around.

Vivek Tiwari
Composed on
In this very afternoon of 01 November 2012.