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HELL AND HEAVEN

It is heaven, my dear, we may see
Dirty corners, here also, as someone,
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Hell And Heaven

HELL AND HEAVEN

It is heaven, my dear, we may see
Dirty corners, here also, as someone,
Dirty by birth, with no hygiene,
Eat, wash and sleep in same place,
No cleanses, in their life in earth
And here, after death, they won't have.

Here the hell, dear wife, I saw it,
Just nearby the heaven, I peep
Through the key-hole of my heavenly door,
Very next to my quarters, visual distance,
Not far off, the hell, I see so close,
Behind my kitchen, the rare end.

A lady sleeps in peace,
With spade and knife, not knowing
The shouts and screams,
The horrified torturing-scenes of hell,
After her hard work, she used her
Drainage waste and made a garden in hell.

I saw the hell-authority, dumping
The waste purposely in her kitchen,
To trouble her, she cleaned well
The whole ambiance, used the garbage
Fruitfully to bloom blossoms,
She toppled down the idea of hell.

I recalled you, my wife, at once
you do all cleaning, cooking
and feeding kids at home;
You treat our friends, with smile
Toiled yourself with no ill-feel;
That you entertained all with honor.

I do remember you, my dear wife
that you never waited for servant,
Did all house-holds, yourself the odds;
Never tried to appear in public,
To serve them, a willful social service
For that part, I did all, for you too.

The fire we used to create a hell,
It's the same that we hold in our mind;
The blossoms and fragrance, we create
And the same, we spoil at our end,
Dumping waste even at drawing room
Not knowing virtues and vices of life.

Plans and passions of men, we see
Their will and wish, to bloom it
Along with others, as blossoms;
The grass or weed, lily or rose, we have
No difference, letting others
Be with us to grow and bloom.

I am sure, my wife, you will
Never be in hell, as God knows,
you will change it; see, his lord
Needs both hell and heaven to test
Who will convert one to other, using
Wisdom or foolishness, one owns.

I am convinced, my dear, as you said,
It's we, who create hell and heaven,
Using or misusing our wisdom,
That we can convert hell to heaven,
And heaven to hell, we proved,
That you did at home, with your will.

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