Poetry

Not failure, low aim is crime
Big bangs too produce unique chime.
Blank can not a life,s canvas be
With ample strokes of pains n glee.

Youth may pass nurturing aspirations,
Intensifying in the run all the emotions.
Hard earned knowledge may come to rescue,
Compelling to accept disillusoned ash,s residue.

Joy n sorrow, elation n agonizing pain
In which He has soused life of human.
Birth n death, two definite destinations
Opposite though are their own Celebrations.

Life is worth living inspite of all such odds
For the human, loveliest incarnation of God. 


Poet: Ratnakar D Mandlik