People live for themselves,
They take time and money for themselves,
But that's not the name of living,
It's the name of self-thinking,
If you can bring in one's life happiness,
If you can share one's sadness,
If you can be a part of one's love,
If you can make someone jove,
Then nevertheless, nor anything,
That's what we call name of living....
Don't keep relation in name & frame,
But keep it in heart, that's life aim,
Showing something what is not, that's not nice,
But giving something without saying, that's sacrifice,
We all are united from the bond of trust,
Don't break, it's the only hope of peace and just,
Though not rich in wealth, but apart,
We should have lots of love in our heart,
Even God have enlightened the same thing,
That's what we call name of living....
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