Life

This poem was written by my son when he was in XII Std

Life is filled with sorow and joy
Does not matter if you are agirl or a boy

Even if you have money and power
There is always a person compared to whom u are lower

You struggle and struggle to more money make
But u forget that its your life at stake

In the end when you achieve your goal and happiness cry
A bell rings to tell you that its your turn to die

You realise your struggle was nothing but a waste
For you could not even give your success a little taste

You die with a heart which is broken to pieces
And all your success goes to your nephews and nieces

So my friends you shoud earn only to feed your hunger
Not to become richer and make the poor poorer

We shoud remember that our brethren dont even get necessities
While we dwell in comforts and luxuries

Dear Viji ma'am

Wonderful poem conveying a good message!!

Love
Meena

hello Viji
Nice wordings. has he stopped writting now and in which class is he now......
Encourage him to write and congrats to him for this poem

hi viji,

That is a very beautiful poem. Though I know from your other posts that he is now very busy, ask him to write more, as it could be fulfilling to him.

Dear Aruna

Thanks. Now he is working. He is 30 years old now. He is a Director in a Company.
After B.Com he did C..A. Now he has no time to write.

viji

Originally Posted by Arunarc

hello Viji
Nice wordings. has he stopped writting now and in which class is he now......
Encourage him to write and congrats to him for this poem

Dear Shanthi

Thanks. I will convey your message tohim.

Love

Viji

Originally Posted by shanvy

hi viji,

That is a very beautiful poem. Though I know from your other posts that he is now very busy, ask him to write more, as it could be fulfilling to him.

Dear Meena

Thanks

Love

Viji

Originally Posted by MEENANEELAKANTAN

Dear Viji ma'am

Wonderful poem conveying a good message!!

Love
Meena

Nice philosophy from a 12th standard student! who thinks 'podhum yendra manamae ponn seiyum marundhu', in the last lines.

Ask him to write more and let him keep it as a hobby to ease put his tensions.

sriniketan