Disease

Man flaunts his vain

As the supreme soul of the earth

He starts his Chariot of efforts

To gather rampant successes.....

A deep rooted notion 

Has made him the slave of money

That wealth can beat anything

And command triumphs over all

So man has become a deaf imitator of

Property, name and popularity

And a mad to satiate his ample cravings

But one thing mingles every material gain

When a life witnesses disease

It's like a tempest on innocent earth

When heart screams to get relief of pain,

Body and mind need free breathing,

Eyes seek breathtaking scenic beauty,

And mouth searches tasty food to relish

Nothing gets materialised 

One disease extinct all euphorias,

Victories, success, recognition

Nothing helps to assuage pain and avoid

The panic of last event of life 'death'

A stark reality which can never be denied

So, a great failure amidst ample winnings

Disease ......

Which can demolish the lifelong prosperity with the dust

That moment of life imparts real lesson

That midst all affluence

There is something which fosters missing.......