Sky Is The Limit Poem by Uttam Biswas

If I ask you
Who is the richest?
The answer is none.
If someone reaches there,
The meaning of life is gone.

If I ask you
Who is the happiest?
The answer is none.
If someone reaches there,
The meaning of life is gone.

Happiness is not related to riches,
Though plenty
Happiness may break into pieces.

Riches is not identical to aristocracy,
Even the have not's may feel the ecstacy,
For happiness lies
In controlling the appetite,
The richest is he
Who controls it right.

We should be content
What we get,
All religions preaches it,
It is our fate.

Human mind is shapeless
Any shape it can take,
Even having the whole world
Satisfaction can not make.

What we have with us
We must not be timid,
What is there longing for more?
When sky is the limit?