A Human kind…

A slice of bread,
A drought of water
Will you get my mortal figure.
Cause you are the creation of the divine
Who has left you infinite steps behind,
If a pauper or a rich mans daughter
You will be a mere person
In the eyes of god of indifference
So never bother.

Life is a clock which ticks away

Until the cell of its abruptly stops
So enjoy with no haste
Never waste the time set by the divine
Limited as it is, it is truly sublime
One who always looks behind at it
Lives in a world where he has never survived
Always account for time
With the truest of heart and mind.

Try with all might and sinew

To overcome the battles in view
Never say die and put your head up high
Conquer everything by will,
And don’t die until
Every wish of your will by yourself fulfill

Man is kind only if he

Is the one who knows all signs
Set by him and given by above
To be followed and executed
With love and passion combined
Be my man a human kind.

Aditya
Halwasiya