Pride

What is our identity is a remarkable thought to think about!

To know its answer, is a difficult task to carry out!!

Its irrelevant whether I am Jinny or Jannet, 

As one day we all will bid good bye to this very planet

Our name will be called till the day we survive

After which we are a ''body'' who were once alive

Nobody would be recognized once turned into ashes

What's left behind are only some memories and clashes

Why say 'my', 'me', 'mine'.....

When we come and go empty handed

Struggling for other's well-being

Enormously hurt, wounded and stranded

Keep going without egoism

After-all, ''pride'' is the gist of a witless person's prism