Throughout This Short Life Poem by ManmeetSingh Boyal

Throughout This Short Life



Throughout this short life
We always thought about ourselves.
Never about the ones who went under the knife,
Nor about the ones who have no wealth.

Through the times tide,
We always ran for our materialistic needs,
Trying to shape out our worthless pride,
Never worked hard for a single good deed.

Never saw for the ones that cried,
Wants that never end.
Even if someone died,
It’s our pride that we want to defend.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Varanasi Ramabrahmam 20 November 2010

Very humane and human sensitivity of the poet is elegantly presented.

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