TILL THE DEATH
When I was weaned child
My teachers support me
My friends encouragingly said
You no differ than Einstein.
When I got twenty-five
My parents find a life passenger for me.
She support me and saying
Whatever is mine as yours
whatever is yours as mine.
She took my pains as her own
She kept her happy to my heart
As she said. When I became old My children’s hand help me
Through my journey.
At last when I died
My children carried me
On their shoulder
Till the finishing point of my journey.
Get Ready
Be ready with your mouth
For a war between your opponents.
Why should your mouth be closed?
The slaves no longer differ than king.
All we born of women
We all have two legs and hand to be.
We may be under someone
But mind can never take to be.
Why should be closed our mouth
Be open when we unnecessarily questioned
Even by the king.
In These Days
My Beloveds, while I am on its suffering
You are in a transport of joy.
“Just take me to there”
As my supplication was denied.
One who was with me on those days
Throughout the pains.
God why did you take him away?
And why am I here till.
Still I hope for tomorrow.
I had a bread
Once in my life had crime
“to be had a bread”
at the time when I cant count my hunger
I had a bread for free without asking for,
my people came over me
to send for a sleep forever for not having hunger again it once.
Their hands kissed on my cheek
for that I am not rich.
Something touch over mine neck
for that I have hunger.
I have been gone for asleep forever
for that I had a bread.
They praise me with words which I have ever heard
for that I have not abroad like the blue coloured bird.
They seen me in a manner
some looks me with compassion.
But non have show sympathy when I was on
even you too.
I thing that man is correct whose word was
“ poverty here is”
Moreover I could have been not gone for the sleep.
I had a bread…. I had a bread!
Nothing after whole
It is time for rest
What is fixed to me forever.
Here the men
Who keep time for making pit for me.
When I was on
Have you ever spent a minute for me?
If would be ,… I could have been..
Here some women
Who make to end all their tears.
When I was on
Would you ever make a tear for me?
If it would be,… I could have been…
Here are few who are always near to me Who make words “the good person ever”
When I was on
Have you ever maid such words? If it would be,… I could have been…
Here are the all older
Who hardly come for me.
When I was on
Would you ever come for me.
If it would be, I could have been with you now.
Nothing can be after whole.
To Be Where
I really forgot about,
What was in my thoughts is to be done.
So someone who made me to remember
To do what I mean to do.
The personalty brings back the word,
Now I use on,
Thought was the word as now,
Cause of those days,
But it is cause of vision,
To be where I should be.
Whether such one is mine,
I will have vision always,
Which can ever be gone,
To be what I never to be.
It will be oldest old me always.
Let Be Found
I finding oneself over where it lost.
Seeking is toughest thing ever be done.
Seeking oneself is painful
Like a mother who lost her child.
It’s not me, it’s fully someone
It’s what are not of mine.
It’s all differ from me.
I just seeking myself over where I was lost.
Seeking for dream, seeking for gold needle
Are just like plucking of flower.
It’s hard to break the root of tree,
Just like a man who find himself in dark.
When it is gotten to be found, let me known to all.
I would brought back the softness of my life again.
As mother celebrates when got back her child,
Over where they are far from her sight.
Let be found.
Being in Family
It is worse to stay in wilderness,
It's brought the meaning of sorrow,
It must be counted as days in dark.
Here we fight and compete each other.
All are reaming the same
I have found nothing new all these days,
which are all against my thoughts.
Feeling something as dark of colour in work.
Still something is great here!
It is place where we are loved and cared,
It is the place where we find happiness.
At last, we realise all these are the part of our home
and we all are in transport of joy.
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