Our Friend Rahul Earned Lots Of Money Poem by Prayash Gupta

Our friend Rahul earned lots of money.
(Still, he was not satisfied)

When he was small, he used to be penniless.
(So he was not happy and satisfied)

He grew up and earned money.
(Yet he was not satisfied)

He toiled harder and earned handsome money.
(Still, he was not satisfied)

He adopted unfair means and made huge bank balance.
(Yet his craving did n't stop)

Every moment he ran after money, but never enjoyed his life.
(But was still unsatisfied)

At last, he grew old, earned a lot of wealth for his generation
and died.
(My God! Still, he was not satisfied)