Hearts overwhelmed when our deeds are admired,
If appreciated and rewarded what we desired;
The moments of extreme happiness,
That erases my heart loneliness‘;
I joy with my hands open in the air,
Remember the talks with Lord during my prayer;
Forgotten how I spent my onerous time,
In front of unparalled joy and hearing chime.
With many tornados in a heart,
travelling the life in a cart.
Cheering it only with the beauty and its positive sights,
adoring the charm and moments with its memorable tides.
Every soul searching for uttermost happiness and pleasure,
leaving behind then all others, buddies, that were someday a treasure.
Why Lord, we are pouring a conditional love on others,
why we are not like you, so unconditional and pious,
We are also your dew,
then why we are not, as your traits are sew….
Oh, who don’t like the word of Appreciation,
no, no not for others, just and only for one’s self elation.
They are enchanting, filling heart with false ways of soothing,
either with harming others or with their clogging.
So unknown with their inner soul,
vanishing its traits and have attired it with coal.
Listen you, the greatest creation of God,
moor your growing selfish desires, being so odd.
Forgotten, the vows you had with Lord,
never to mutilate and break your cord….
I urge you all,
value the life, value the moments, value the people
Else, you would left with bare hands and life be crippled.