Its the law of nature,
everyone who is a creature
has to die at last
with a disease, or a blast!
In his whole life, man earns money
but, with himself, he can't take a penny
When he becomes a lad,
he can't distinguish, good from bad
To get the wealth, he becomes evil
actually man, follows the devil
He does this all, to get the money
But with himself, he can't take a penny
Man becomes a jail-bird & ne'er becomes free,
better than his life, is the life of a tree,
death is the thing, that a man has to bear
while a tree gets life, after every year
He wants a life, as that of honey
still, with himself, he can't take a penny
Man gets all riches & treasures
and still wants more & more pleasures
He takes with himself, only his deeds,
his faith is the thing, that he needs
His life exhausts in making money
but with himself, he doesn't take a penny
O! ! Man, God gave you everything, to ration
being sated with riches, is your passion
But, death is borne by every soul
be it innocent or, be it cruel
So don't mar your life, in making money
because with yourself, you'll not take a penny
An interesting write. I encourage you to continue. The more you write the better you get and you will get great enjoyment.
I feel honored dear Irshad Tantry to get the invitation to read your first poem posted on Poem Hunter.I am also grateful to Daniel Brick who referred my name to you.Poem Hunter is a great Site You will meet great poets, great critics, great friends and great people with kind hearts.Welcome to Poem Hunter. You will surely find it interesting. Your poem is a wonderful poem with nice flow of words.Man runs after money.But one day he will die and not a penny will go with him.It is an irony that in spite of knowing this, man still hankers after wealth.
I enjoyed reading your poem... At your age, you already have a potential in creating poem... I will give you a ten.....
There are no pockets in a shroud for a reason, in the afterlife money is worthless.
Well written. True and genuine lesson. I enjoyed thoroughly. Go on. Thanks. anjandev roy.
The poem tone is not positive. You show the growth of boy to man. A boy taught the wrong things. If we live seeking wealth only. We will miss the good things. I liked the hardness and the honest words written.
The only time a man thinks not much of money when @ 14 he becomes a grown up lad and experinces lvelier things then as time wears him out goes back to the fray I want now money even if we don't take a penny ut our better halves cannot do without it love is dried up now like dew they want thei due so love of money grew but nwwomen wok too so love half money only balnce we all know what 'tis
A refined poetic imagination, Irshad. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely brought forth in good rhyme scheme with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing Irshad and do remain blessed.
Thank you, Sir...Such nice comments and feedback really encourage me to continue writing poetry.Thank you very much..