Hands are made to express
They aid in all that we can access
Hands move and bend and wave
They take, give and slave
Signs flow freely from them
Also love see, go and come
For if one hand damaged
The other one can manage
If fate takes both away
Doctors can make your day
Hands do sit calm on every pleasure
That arrives with each passing treasure
Do keep hands tidy and clean
To be treated as king and queen
All who have struggled hard
Have received at end a reward
Have the lines there amused you?
Then you are not counted in few
Minds take achievements as a symbol
Of fortunate running on hand ample
At cross roads soaked in grief
We forget whom to ultimately belief?
The lines on palm appear and change
With our industry waking and arrange
Join hands to make friends
Join hands to welcome the guest
Join hands when you need support
Join hands to call the God
Join hands to forget and forgive
Join hands to radiate festive
Join hands to kill that demon
To make a dull soul brighten
It is said that when four footed social animal started walking on two rear legs his front legs were spared and then man started using it as hands. This lead to the growth of civilization. A nice poem..............10
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I would like to translate this poem
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