Prof. Ayaz Momin

Rookie (19 JANUARY 1957 / Bombay)

Ups And Downs - Poem by Prof. Ayaz Momin

Ups And Downs

Never have we understood,
Chop down the trees we, but chop up the wood.
Draw down the wrath we, draw up wills,
Run down our foes we, run up bills.
Eat up food we, gulp down a drink,
Life is a little strange, we think.
Turn down offers we, turn up our noses,
Last thought occours and this closes -
Should it be remembered we, poor clowns,
That life is full of ups and downs.

Ayaz Momin


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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 17, 2009



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