Life flows resembling a stream
Sometimes fast, sometimes slow
Never to come back even an inch
Touching new miles along its way
No one knows how long life can be
Everyone thinks it's surely long
Each year spins in the axis called 'self'
No time for anything or anyone but 'me'
Are we streams of water polluted?
Or are we the ones that bring life to others?
Did we make a home for fishes?
Did we nourish the trees on both sides?
Have we been a source of solace?
Have we been a friend to the needy?
Have we thought of the poor and homeless?
Have we bothered to smile at a stranger?
We could bend to a crying child
Wipe his tears and comfort him
Lift someone who has fallen down
Bind his wounds and help him stand
Each day rises with a basket of good work
To be done to others to nurture our lives
Blind are we if focused to self
As life is a walk that we take outside
On the wayside stay lives strangled
In homes live sick ones stranded
The old and the dying and destitute
Live in the hope that we might help
It could be us who touch the lives
We could’ve changed a life to a wonder
The more we extend to care for others
The more we expand to a nobler self
Slow the vehicle, if an old man crosses
Help a blind to find his lost way
Don’t get annoyed if a mad man stares
Pray for the youth who’s speeding his bike
Be a visitor to a mourning house
Support them to bear their grief
Don’t walk away from depressed and oppressed
May be we are the last ones to pass his way
Life can be long or short, God alone knows
But it’s not counted by the years we lived
The lives we touched, the wounds we healed
Will count our lives till infinity
To restore each heart that dies in pain, alone
To revive the weak and the frail from their pangs
To refresh us with the showers from above
Let love alone flow through the stream of our life
Beautiful lines...
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