Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Poems of the childhood! - Me & Myself

Why we want always us to be first 
Nothing comes true to our thirst
Why we ain’t to be enough just 
Esteem comes to our mind & then burst

Why consider individualism as must
On others we don’t have any trust
Why our ideals about others are the worst
Our mind contains a lot of dust

No time to heed to others quest
Forget about gesture & the guest
Thinking they are a non-leaving pest
An aching pain on our chest

We wish to have fun on others feast  
Considering us to be the religious priest
An useful healing or converting yeast
Thinking that others importance is least

Thinking that world lies on our wrist
Having a dirty mind full of mist
One thing on which I insist
i.e. our mentation is biggest terrorist 

Particularly we think of our own nest
And let bolt down  all of the rest 
Huh! What others…. I am the best
Always  we want to be on the crest

Written on 08/05/2005

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