Vicissitudes Of Life.. Poem by Md Azharuddin Khan

Life has it's twist and turn,
Educated but unemployed,
Money yet No fun,
Friend yet no 'someone',
Food yet No apetitie,
Power yet no security,
Disease but no ailment,
Life is filled with curtailment.

Money tells a man's identity,
Ignoring the past in the backyard,
Money provides respect,
Irregardless of malice he injects,
Money makes a man loved,
Not for what he is, but what he have,
Money is the truth, Rest is all kaput.

We smile when Sachin scores a ton,
But we don't care about a dying someone,
We curse the politics for the poor state of affair,
But we do no good, to make it disappear,
We point out other's mistake,
But hestitate to accept our's.
I, me and myself is all what we are.

We love being hypocrites, Hate being criticized,
We think we have the right judgement,
Still we blame God for our own action.
We pretend to be secular,
But inside we know we aren't,
Yet, we don't stop the blame game.

Get hold of oneself and loose hold on others,
Get an idea of right in the wrong,
Embrace yourself for the big fight,
Coz Life happens once in a life-time.

A Random thought... No Rhymes