NEVER BREAK RELATION IN CRISIS
Those who sow seed of hatred for others
Often such people left all alone in life
Adversities are like changing seasons
Never desert loved ones in their hours of crisis
Never find faults of others all the time
Even your loved ones would desert you
All those whom you could see with closed eyes
Are not strangers but your loved ones, my friend
Of course our lives are not less than a suspense
Those who make us cry; are the loved ones closed to hearts
Have a free suggestion, never ill treat the less fortunates
Who knows tomorrow they wouldbe where you are today! !
In this world of mortals, change is only permanent
Only good deeds counts, rest are all transient
What a bad time has come, while alive ill-treated
After death, loved ones even forget their graves
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