I Can'T Say Poem by Gajanan Mishra

What is what
And how here
At this time, my dear
Let me clear
I am no better
Than a straw.

By the decree of fate
Let me called you
My dear brother
Here is my word
Please hear
With this I am
Yours for ever.

Be happy to see me
As I appear
In this sight
For you only
Everywhere and in
Three spheres
Rest is with you whatever.

It would be better
To forget the time
And the number, my dear
Just live for the sake
Of life and
Be not a miser and
be a care-taker.