A more and more
have decided to collect more and more
no stone to be left unturned to explore
when I have collected enough to sleep and snore
I shall by happy to enjoy it at shore
This is what I aim for
I don't know what is in store
So much pain and agony I have bore
I shall enough of it therefore
I know there is no end to lust or thrust
some amount of money is definitely needed or must
people look at you withs cant respect
this is one of the most dreaded fact
It is morally wrong to assume
money is not needed by all but some
it has become damn necessity to survive
without it not a single minute we can live
It may be little funny or more to run after
the craziness or tendency may lead to laughter
still it is naked truth and must be accepted
life without it has no meaning and simply rejected
I want honorable and descent way of living
simplicity and truthfulness all I am believing
the poverty does not help to reduce the burden
the ups and down may come in life all of sudden
It may be futile to ignore the simple facts
it needs wisdom and vision to tackle it with tact
You can feel better even without anything
still it is needed to survive for something
The fortune does not come that easily
you have to die for each and single penny
it is always source of worry and agony
to earn with right means is even thorny
Either you get it by hook or crook means
it may swing either way to bring defeat or win
the money power is considered as formidable
the enough of it may make him wise and capable
No one has disputed so far the mad race
why people die out for it and violently face?
even strangulating others to death for paltry sum
still prefer ignore it and keep mum
Ask the person who has nothing to care
still he may long for it from somewhere
it may his wish to do or die for last drop
but it may not altogether come to a stop
It is divine power for others on earth
they may cause murder or even death
it may still not crunch their thrust
as they have lost complete trust
The material happiness can not precede
At the end only noble things may succeed
It may be too late to realize the situation
still it may go on with its continuation
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A more and more
have decided to collect more and more
no stone to be left unturned to explore
when I have collected enough to sleep and snore
I shall by happy to enjoy it at shore
This is what I aim for
I don't know what is in store
So much pain and agony I have bore
I shall enough of it therefore
I know there is no end to lust or thrust
some amount of money is definitely needed or must
people look at you withs cant respect
this is one of the most dreaded fact
It is morally wrong to assume
money is not needed by all but some
it has become damn necessity to survive
without it not a single minute we can live
It may be little funny or more to run after
the craziness or tendency may lead to laughter
still it is naked truth and must be accepted
life without it has no meaning and simply rejected
I want honorable and descent way of living
simplicity and truthfulness all I am believing
the poverty does not help to reduce the burden
the ups and down may come in life all of sudden
It may be futile to ignore the simple facts
it needs wisdom and vision to tackle it with tact
You can feel better even without anything
still it is needed to survive for something
The fortune does not come that easily
you have to die for each and single penny
it is always source of worry and agony
to earn with right means is even thorny
Either you get it by hook or crook means
it may swing either way to bring defeat or win
the money power is considered as formidable
the enough of it may make him wise and capable
No one has disputed so far the mad race
why people die out for it and violently face?
even strangulating others to death for paltry sum
still prefer ignore it and keep mum
Ask the person who has nothing to care
still he may long for it from somewhere
it may his wish to do or die for last drop
but it may not altogether come to a stop
It is divine power for others on earth
they may cause murder or even death
it may still not crunch their thrust
as they have lost complete trust
The material happiness can not precede
At the end only noble things may succeed
It may be too late to realize the situation
still it may go on with its continuation
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To live with.....
To, live for while
You need style
For want of honey
You need money
For extra walk
You need to talk
To lead an honorable life
You need very good wife
To run and sustain
You need to maintain
To contain the honey
You need money
You may loose the face
Probably you may loose the race
Nobody in past was able to trace
To get rid of hate you need to embrace
You need not loose identity
Not to go for any enmity
Remember and try always for amity
Money may simply be utility
Have we to cut man for material
Can any one go for its denial?
Is there any way for remedial action
We simple surrender without any reaction
Money is God and God money
Money is success and only key
Its power is felt and realized
Might with it is always symbolized
Life can’t move an inch
Its absence is felt with pinch
You are merely living being
With money you are king
To have it or not to have
It is nice always to behave
Money to play dominant role
Play noble part with responsibility as sole
Nothing moves ahead without money power
Good name and respect earned by fewer
It is not easy to say money is nothing
In today’s life it is all and everything
No one can last without its use
Dangers are many if continue with its misuse
Money is essential and very powerful tool
No one can stay aloof or make anybody fool
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To live for while
To, live for while
You need style
For want of honey
You need money
For extra walk
You need to talk
To lead an honorable life
You need very good wife
To run and sustain
You need to maintain
To contain the honey
You need money
You may loose the face
Probably you may loose the race
Nobody in past was able to trace
To get rid of hate you need to embrace
You need not loose identity
Not to go for any enmity
Remember and try always for amity
Money may simply be utility
Have we to cut man for material
Can any one go for its denial?
Is there any way for remedial action
We simple surrender without any reaction
Money is God and God money
Money is success and only key
Its power is felt and realized
Might with it is always symbolized
Life can’t move an inch
Its absence is felt with pinch
You are merely living being
With money you are king
To have it or not to have
It is nice always to behave
Money to play dominant role
Play noble part with responsibility as sole
Nothing moves ahead without money power
Good name and respect earned by fewer
It is not easy to say money is nothing
In today’s life it is all and everything
No one can last without its use
Dangers are many if continue with its misuse
Money is essential and very powerful tool
No one can stay aloof or make anybody fool
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Spare Me From Humiliation
Have you ever seen intelligent person cutting sorry figure?
Repenting for all past misdeeds and crying for future
Blinking at sky and praying for mercy from lord
Find no solution still helplessly wants to end life with cord
If I am given option for choosing a way
I shall prefer wealth but not go for it far away
I shall strive for good position and wealth
Yet may take full precaution for health
There is mad race for material happiness
We see the pride reflecting on face
We try to impress people and put impressive show
We are pretty sure that no one may touch the feet and bow
It defeats the purpose if aim is sabotaged
If overseas stay is only for money and managed
What does it earn except humiliation?
There is big problem with complication
Wealth and prosperity does not come with easy means
There may be many draw backs, failures and then lastly win
If some fair means are adopted then surely it will enlighten
Or else it will drive to craziness and death may be hastened
It is said and generally believe” Ill gotten money disappear fast”
The future generation may not deserve it and disintegrate at last
Whole of the empire may crumble like pack of cards
The simple truth will be seen as cruel joke with rewards
No one may look at you for dismal show
People will pay scant respect when on road you go
They will point out at failed person with pity
“Look at this man” this can be shame or disgrace from almighty
I have believed and still advise to go slow
The means and ways are to be not below
Standard and ethics to earn bad respect
As it will be then left with humiliating act
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Take it one and only one
Take it one and only one
Accept the fact that you are not the alone
The journey is yours and shared by none
Day may come when you will be flown
What is joy and what is pain?
What was ours that is lost or gained?
It will be futile to find some one around
All opportunists but no sympathizer will be found
Who has fed you with wrong illusion?
Why at all is there any confusion?
It is pleasant surprise from the almighty
Why any one should grieve or feel pity?
You have come empty handed
No logic for having been landed
Did any one guide you to have birth?
Was it not told that it will have natural death?
Fortune and happiness made me laugh
The joinery was not complete and only half
The cow too had beautiful smile at calf
I was fully supported by my better half
Everybody knows that it is mere show
It is surrounded by mystery and white snow
It has to melt when sun may warm the earth
The stage may be taken over by simple death
Think you are only stage actor
Some one else is your protector and mentor
No one may come to guide you as tutor
Set the course as feeler, healer or curator
Why are you looking helplessly at sky?
Why not you look at the sun and try?
The complete world is open for you to see
Leave bondage behind and set your self free
Sit in mediation and feel the peace
Relevant answer you may find at ease
The mad race may be looked as futile attempt
Everybody may be extinct and simple swept
He earth may carry the burden
It may give in all of sudden
You may have no slightest idea even
Who will at that time care for heaven?
Deliver the good if you have zeal?
Feel the peace if it looks real
Reveal the facts if not able to conceal
Have direct link with God and make the deal
Prophets, Jesus and Lord Krishna were all human
They too under went all pain and agony as man
They bore it to self and complained to none
Life they lived only for others and someone
It is hard to swallow the poison
No one may prefer do it without any reason
Still there is sweetness in action
Noble souls digest it without any reaction
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Take one advice
Take it one and only one
Accept the fact that you are not the alone
The journey is yours and shared by none
Day may come when you will be flown
What is joy and what is pain?
What was ours that is lost or gained?
It will be futile to find some one around
All opportunists but no sympathizer will be found
Who has fed you with wrong illusion?
Why at all is there any confusion?
It is pleasant surprise from the almighty
Why any one should grieve or feel pity?
You have come empty handed
No logic for having been landed
Did any one guide you to have birth?
Was it not told that it will have natural death?
Fortune and happiness made me laugh
The journey was not complete and only half
The cow too had beautiful smile at calf
I was fully supported by my better half
Everybody knows that it is mere show
It is surrounded by mystery and white snow
It has to melt when sun may warm the earth
The stage may be taken over by simple death
Think you are only stage actor
Some one else is your protector and mentor
No one may come to guide you as tutor
Set the course as feeler, healer or curator
Why are you looking helplessly at sky?
Why not you look at the sun and try?
The complete world is open for you to see
Leave bondage behind and set your self free
Sit in mediation and feel the peace
Relevant answer you may find at ease
The mad race may be looked as futile attempt
Everybody may be extinct and simple swept
He earth may carry the burden
It may give in all of sudden
You may have no slightest idea even
Who will at that time care for heaven?
Deliver the good if you have zeal?
Feel the peace if it looks real
Reveal the facts if not able to conceal
Have direct link with God and make the deal
Prophets, Jesus and Lord Krishna were all human
They too under went all pain and agony as man
They bore it to self and complained to none
Life they lived only for others and someone
It is hard to swallow the poison
No one may prefer to do it without any reason
Still there is sweetness in action
Noble souls digest it without any reaction
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A money power
To earn good name you need a style
You may continue it for meanwhile
It may lead you to some achievement
That may be your happiest moment
You got to walk for an extra mile
You may get some mileage and shine
That will encourage you to work more
More ideas may creep in and you may explore
To lead an honorable life
You must have partner in the form of wife
She may serve and help you I n her capacity
She inspire you all the time by remaining in near vicinity
You may put all your efforts in one direction
It may strengthen your belief and put you in action
you may struggle hard and try to maintain the position
It will be proving fruitful when you try to have good composition
there is every possibility that you may loose the face
you may be thrown out and loose the race
there may be complete failure and nothing will be left to trace
you must enlighten your self to come again in such case
For scoring very high, you need not to loose your identity
You should never encourage hostility or go for enmity
you must put all your efforts to have amity
Money should not be the only consideration for its utility
Have we to sacrifice humanity to have material gain
Can any one deny it or restrict himself to the main aim>?
Is there any compulsion to go in for such action?
It will invite only enmity with bad reaction
Have we gone that much crazy for money?
Do we really believe money is god and God is money?
Money may be considered essential and only key
It should not be offered as only tool for free
Money power is understood and realized
It is linked to power and symbolized
Everybody is busy collecting it and besieged
It is all time wish and can’t be frozen
Life can’t be moved an inch
Its absence is felt with punch
You may be termed as useless
Lot many problems you may have to face
The main question is whether we should have it or not
Whole thrust should be made or unnecessarily fought
Money is definitely going to play dominant role
You can play noble part and own responsibility as sole
No one can last without its use
Dangers are many if continue with its misuse
Money is essential and very powerful tool
No one can stay aloof or make anybody fool
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Love the money
Money
Is not money...
It is life....
Money is not
Money
It is happy...
Money is
Not money
It is faith...
Money is not
Money
It is friend...
Money is not
Money
It is life maker...
Money is not
Money...
It is your hard work...
Money is not
Money...
poors god...
money is not
Money
Rich people Cap...
Money is not
Money
World wide all...
Any or many thing money
With money...
So...
Love the money...
Each every day...
Earn too enjoy
with your's life...
witrh good...!
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The One With Heaps Of money
The one with heaps of money his or her friends in numbers grow
And the pauper is the person only the kind of heart wishes to know
And money speaks more of one than words can ever do
And if you are short of money I can only pity you,
That money speaks every language is something you ought not doubt
And those who battle to survive know what the hard life's about,
It is a necessity of life despite what some do say
That's why people to earn money go to work every day
In the poor suburb of the city where poverty is rife
The poorest and the homeless live a miserable life
If they had heaps of money how different life for them would be
That money is most important no need for to tell me,
Why paupers do have few friends no need to wonder why
And those with heaps of money their friends in numbers multiply.
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The Things That We Tend To Ignore
'Tis said that money makes more money and 'tis also said that much wants more
But the things in our lives that most matter are the things that we tend to ignore
Such as happiness, joy and contentment these are the things money can't buy
Though money in life is important and it's value how can one deny.
He's a millionaire forty times over and he is one who has it made
And he rakes in large sums of money and he knows the tricks of the trade
But in his heart he doesn't feel happy and in ways he feels quite insecure
And the one who is seen as successful you might say is mentally poor.
For his teenage son and daughter he's bought two new computers and he's bought a new merc for his wife
But he is a man without laughter and something is missing in his life
Still his money can't buy him what he's missing for to be locked in a safe in the wall
For happiness cannot be purchased and it is the best gift of all.
Success it can be gauged by money one might say that we've heard that before
But that money in life is important is a thing we ought not to ignore
Still the one paid for to sing not as happy as the one who for happiness sing
And there is so much truth in the saying that in life 'we can't have everything'.
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God, bless only those
I pray the God to shower bless
Who commit more sins and not less
Who are most wanted and dreaded
professional killer and guilty but not pleaded
God only bless those…….
I am feeble and also very weak,
Future not bright and look very bleak
I pledge and vow not to kill
Anger run high but not to force the ill
God only bless those
They enjoy the life with more indemnity,
Law protect them and offer sanctity,
Crime and fraud always they commit,
Purchase the power but word never admit,
God bless only those…….
Long live mafias who plunder and make loot,
Kill innocents and kick them with heavy boots,
People get scared with slight noise of their foot,
Murder is game for them as openly they shoot,
God bless only those…….
Generous as they are called with easy loot money,
Act noble in public and try to be funny,
They rack up Issues which are most thorny,
Adding woes and torture much to their agony,
God bless only those……
If they are soon to depart form the face of earth
There will be famine and crime’s dearth,
They may be living devils but are of real worth,
God, allow to mushroom them and often more birth,
God bless only those…….
I pray and want that they have more longitivity
Offering best Protection to such thriving community
Day will definitely come when they will forbid divinity,
we may Invite them frequently to be in near vicinity,
God bless only those…….
Let this holy place be used as den,
Earth should be heavy but not fully laden,
Nobles and good people should perish all of sudden,
If they stay for long then it will be burden,
God bless only those……
Why at all you need worshipers?
You need only those people who fill in their coffers
they will be unhappy even with gold’s offer
so why don’t you rescue them if they suffer,
God bless only those…..
I may have option not to have any faith,
Never blame fate but prefer descent death,
They will have pleasure of getting good passage,
Consider it bless and also very good message,
God bless only those…..
I need not complain to you or shed the tears
Just stick to strict faith without any fears
It may so happen that I may have pain to bear
It is your way but would love only your names to hear
God bless only those…..
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Naked Vision
So near but far away to naked vision
Failed to realize truth and surrendered to confusion
Phrase is right when considered in earnest
Everything must be seen at its best
We run for oasis
Where as for near things no emphasis
Where do we go wrong then?
At arms length it can be had even
I ventured for far away objects
The happiness was eluded due to my acts
I wanted more in life with no end
There was no tail left behind to mend
Why is it so that you less attention?
The things are easily available for retention
It is for asking and without any resistance
But keeping you at bay at once
We not only make people around us unhappy
But insecure them and push them to worry
They won’t like your thrust for impossible
As they know it may lend them in some troubles
The thrust must be crunched
It is good to have high ambition and must be touched
Yet it may not push you to the brink of disaster
There won’t be any use later on if you loose the race very fast
You may find your self in self created prison
You will be disliked for no fault or with any reason
It is not improper to wish for anything
But it must have substantially acceptable as something
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You need not assume
You need not assume at all
Respond to his order with your sincere call
You will see your steps are in complete beats
There is forward going and no retreat
Don't you think life is to make believe?
In whatever position we have to prefer and live
it may not be shortened or lengthened
but think of him when fully threatened
Who are we to think why at all we are here?
With his supreme position he is there
Life is not meant to probed at our level
We need to prove and aim at to excel
He is there to guide
Just whisper and confide
“Lord, forgive me for all my ills”
Pardon me for more crimes still
I shall go on pursing the same
Wait for curse to befall and blame
“To err” may remain as my weakest link
I know the evil but helplessly commit and wink
Who will prefer to be drowned in sea?
With all examples and results before eyes to see
Still helplessness in falling with correct lines
Choosing of suicidal path to remain on side lines
It is not merited anywhere
Few lines are drawn here and there
Some may call it morality and some may call it spirituality
More or less it will be called humanity
We are here to live here as human being
Happiness and peace as desired by him to bring
What is most needed in changing world?
A mere acceptance of divine presence and its fold
We have all means to live and believe
Help, if at all possible and relieve
If no, then live with whatever you have
Decent life with acceptable ways and behave
No one may intervene or render advice
Not a single word will come to you as promise
You got to judge and prevail in small capacity
Rest all must be left to merciful and almighty
We are not here to judge action or reaction
The faith should not lead to any type of bitterness or friction
What will be left then in store to retrieve?
Only to shed tears in agony and grieve
I am not sure of uninterrupted breathing space
Who knows when it will be over in any case?
I have nothing to worry about divine fall out
I know nothing at all or what will happen about
To live with lots fear and uncertainty is no answer
It has to be lived in any case however
No one has claimed so far to have known it fully
Let us assume that power rests with Him wholly
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A birth and death
Several deaths in single birth and death cycle
all religious books speak the same including Bible
who can deny the existence death probability
that has been made permanently the continuity
Human beings are always guided by emotions
they emerge in the form of innumerable questions
it may strike as everything is at stake for the future
life is uncertain and nothing can be taken for sure
This leads to imagination as how the life would shape
life would move on smoothly or prove as trap
at every stage it may appear as if the end of journey
you may feel very poor even after having enough of money
No one may comfortably say that he is not afraid of death
he may not be in position to proclaim he is weary of wealth
he too may say falsely that he can withstand any type of wrath
he can do all with the simple reason that he does not believe in faith
It has been clearly laid down that death is complete surety
it has to be faced by child, poor, rich or even mighty
it is of no use to loose the ground at every stage
it may be countered if life at every page
Birth is reality and we have been ushered in new world
the life may be shaped by others who will continue to hold
all cards and bring us up in the realistic atmosphere
even though it is full of challenge, agony, pain and fear
it is realized and understood that life can't be brought to an end
we have to adjust to the scenario with little or some amends
how could one thing of bringing it to stage of collapse?
even if he has to face so much hardship and remain tense
It is not bead of roses that you may be heavenly gifted
it is sheer your efforts that may help the standard to be lifted
not all may be lucky to survive the onslaught of fate
some may get the fortune early of life or very late
It is futile to think of death at every moment
you should not fall prey to defeatist tendency or movement
when we know that life is destined for something new
you have to make concerted efforts and renew
One one birth and one death in complete life span
no second thought or idea must work as plan
it will be cowards death every time
this is drawback and will be considered as biggest crime
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Power And Money
A bad habit they form as a young girl or boy
To have power over others some people enjoy
With personal power some are not satisfied
Their desire for top job they don't try for to hide
They need more than personal power to be seen to succeed
It is all about money and all about greed
One might say they do have big egos to feed
The more money they have the more they seem to need
Power and money are siblings it does seem that way
And money speaks every language some are known to say
The non greedy and non power hungry people one has to admire
The lust for large sums of money or power over others they never desire
They are not the type for to put others down
Or wish to be known as the best in the town.
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How much money do you need to be happy?
How much money do you need to be happy?
Poor man
How much money should you have to be happy?
Greedy man
How much money do you want to be happy?
Thrifty man
How many men would you corrupt to have money?
Gentleman
How many people would you kill to get money?
Coward man
How many children would you exploit to make money?
Hungry man
How many laws would you break to be rich?
Dishonest man
How many illegal ways would you use to be wealthy?
Weak man
How many lies would you tell to gather money?
Sick man
How many friends would you betray to get money?
Thirsty man
How much damage would you cause to make money?
Blind man
How much power do you need to be proud?
Mad man
How much power do you need to lead the crowd?
Bad man
How much power do you require to kick the world?
Ugly man
How much power do you need to be satisfied?
Selfish man
How much power do you need to be happy?
Sad man
How much hate do you want to be famous?
Wrong man
How much hate do you need to stop massacres?
Dwarf man
How much sorrow do you want to love the other?
Fool man
How much misery do-you want to be happy?
Crazy man
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Money And Life
Isn't Money Funny?
Money, money, moneyIsn’t it funny?
Some crave for a penny
Some own cores many
When I was younger
I would believe indeed
That money is not all
That we need
But we grow up
And so we learn
That we earn to live
And live to earn
Food, clothing and shelter
Is not everything we require
These things even
A beggar does acquire
I thought all we need
Is love and friends
And our search
For happiness there ends
But in this world
Nothing comes for free
To win these too
Money holds the key
Money not, only god,
Earning the only prayer
Spending the only religion,
It’s the only thing we care.
Without A Few Good Laughs A Day
Success is only really what does matter if you go by with what most people do say
But life it would surely be very boring without a few good laughs a day
If you cannot laugh you're in trouble some even find it hard to smile
There are people with heaps of money who feel living life scarce worth-while
One has to feel sympathy for them their gift of life they don't enjoy
When they buy presents for their young child they buy the most expensive toy
Yet their money cannot make them happy they live their lives burdened by care
It Doesn't mean you will be happy when you become a millionaire
The praises of the rich and famous so many feel happy to sing
But if money could make people happy then money would buy everything
Unhappiness some people are born with and 'tis something money cannot cure
But I'd rather be wealthy and unhappy than being poor and miserable though the choice is a poor one for sure
If money could solve all of our problems then our biggest problem would be small
But money cannot buy you happiness and that's the greatest gift of all.
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Rest of life
Days and nights count
Pressure slowly mounts
Life seems to be Herculean task
You get no answer even if you ask
Life can not be carried on
Single handedly never won
When one of the soul is heavenly flown
Another one remains behind to own
She will desperately try
Hold her tears but do not cry
People may come forward and ask why?
You may go down and feel very shy
Extremely difficult for man to survive
Heart broken and nothing left to revive
Woman can still resist the shock
Man will be down with time in clock
Still the situation same for both
Responsibility to share without any growth
Hurdles many and concerns more
Life is to be spent for everything to score
You have life to hang on
Kids and parents to be grown
No let up and situation to overcome
With heavy heart you have to stand and welcome
You are destined to face
It is tough and cruel race
You can not loose it in any case
It is crucial and difficult phase
Person tries all the means in adverse situation
The same will not go on with same continuation
There will end some where in sight
But single handedly you will have to fight
No one ends life and commit suicide
Whoa re we to think and decide?
Life is meant to be pursued and carried on
It hardly matter if it lost or won
It is individual’s courage
He or she will ably manage
This situation may come in any age
No one has any idea to guess
Almighty is generous enough to grant you some wisdom
You are gifted with common sense and freedom
You become wise and loose the hold seldom
Though it may create some isolation and boredom
Time is healing factor
You are bound to function as an actor
You have your own world to cope with
You are now sound enough and equipped with teeth
You may carry everybody to the shore
You did all in your capacity to explore
Nothing deterred you from solid performance
You excelled every time and swam at once
You need not worry for the later part
This was thrust upon you from the start
You chose the course and did not deviate
You went ahead on right path and initiated
You have heaved a sigh of relief
You had strong conviction and belief
It has given you the immense strength
The life is synchronized now with good wave length
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Because Of Money
Because of money people wish on others harm or ill
And because of money people others do injure or kill
And because of money great friendships have come to an end
And money can make you an enemy or make you a friend
To those with the power of money respect we do pay
And money speaks every language some are known to say
And those with the most money great power do command
That is something that is not hard to understand
Those with heaps of money enjoy the good life
The millionaire in his seventies has a twenty two year old wife
With brown hair to her shoulders and lovely to behold
She would not be with him if he were poor and old
But because of his money with him she will stay
Money speaks every language that's life as some say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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