Man Poem by Deep Rajiv Sheth

He is what he thinks he is,
but what he thinks,
is not what he thinks he is,
The confusion that he carries,
at every point of life,
The sacrifice that he buries,
at every nook of his rise,
The decisions he makes,
at every talk in disguise.........
May also make him
pay a heavy price,
Or may make him the king
of many cries,
Or may take him to places,
make him to meet many tribes.........
Alas! ! he makes a man,
He thinks whatever he can..........