Disease
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.......