You say, grief abode with you,
cries, blames day and night, thought as piteous than none others,
always crippled, live in excuses and adjure for boost in front of divine mothers;
unknown to themselves that they are hidden offenders for the state caused,
raise to the truth, mortal, existence is not just up to you, so be paused;
peek out in the world apart you, millions are more grievous than your words,
just once be their part, you’ll learn to be the happiest and fortunate among the herds…..
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.