Thoughts Poem by Jay P Narain

I am an tired old traveler,
Trying hard to discover,
The destinations unknown to me,
The life too complex for me.

Working so hard in my life,
What have I earned in stride,
When I leave this bountiful world,
What legacy I will leave behind.

The Pharaohs built pyramids to stash their identity,
Shahjahan built Tajmahal to remember his lovely wife,
Now when we wonder and marvel at these monuments,
Do we ever think of Mumtaj or Tutenkhamen?

Have we ever thought, who we remember in our life,
Why we remember the love of our parents so fondly.
Why we never forget the little gifts which meant so much,
Why we always miss the love and passion of our loved ones.

The answer is in our hearts,
How can we forget someone who shared our sorrows and pain,
How can we forget someone who lent his hand in the hours of need,
How can we forget someone whose unselfish acts touched our lives.