Lucky are the ones
Who get praised for doing right thing.
Luckiest are the ones who do wrong
Yet fate turns it into right and praiseworthy stuff!
The worst of luck have ones
Who do right thing and get chided for it!
This world is a riddle!
Dumbfounded I am
At the colors of this world!
Everything turns as per time. Worst things do not last for long time. Fate shines ever with positive perceptions. Doing right things in this world we draw nice reflection. Who get praised for doing right thing are definitely lucky. An amazing and brilliant poem is excellently penned...10
I would like to think I am an above average human. In some specific ways, maybe extraordinary. (As are many) The colors have relegated me to an insignificance. It doesn't matter; but I know better. Be happy, Savita.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Re-visiting this poem we feel glad really. Tender flow of its motivates mind. This world is a riddle and this is really very amazing...