The Fading Stars Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
The Fading Stars
I find myself friendless
The number is made less and less
One by one they disappear
I too count days and fear
Not that I am unaware
Yet dare
And boost
With trust
'God is for all'
Only we wait for call
Do our job as destined
Good advice always listened
I look at the fading stars
Yet praise the sky that is far
Why should I worry about hollowness?
When cheers are plenty to bring on face
Day may come and go
Let us resolve with wind's blow
Let there be smile on our face
Even if we have task to chase
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1 share Sg Hawks Lhen Esposo Oh praise oh praise friend still neverless though numerous minus am still here your friend venomous... 2 hrs · Unlike · 1
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I like it Steven Richardson28 minutes ago Nicely written, but a little too deep for me. I did enjoy reading Comment +1
Life alone Pat Berroud Harrison26 minutes ago WE ARE REALLY NEVER ALONE. ARE WE?
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I find the friendless The number is made less and less