Friday, March 2, 2012

Poem 47. Coin

                                          Coin
I think sometimes there are two cycles one is death and one is life
Both are standing each others behind both changes their name and face
Both are powerful and with friends but death one is not about dying
It is about giving us sadness and pain after all in life we all scared of death
This one uses death as best weapon to rule on us in each and every way
After all that one which give us death is not that clear in our life that
We can easily able to differentiate after all circle of life looks same
Like circle of death life is as powerful as circle of our death
And this life we can never able to guess on which side stood our friend
Who will give us life instead of giving us pain some are so nice
That they just on every moment help while other never come to us
Or never try to give us in our life any normal type of help
Which we really need in this life on each and every day after all
Life always need small and minor types of help so that one who
Stood with us this part of life looks us like some big friend
And we decide that we must go ahead and take that one's help
So in life on many spots we take that person's help and
We decide in our life that one is our true and faithful friend
Because when we really needed that one give us pencil or pen
Do you really on such small thing you can decide what is true friendship
They always tells to us that friend in need is our friend indeed
But if our need is small and some person don't have much to lose
At that moment that person may fulfill our want and need
But question that really that one is our friend indeed because
When need is small it can be solve by any person after all
For helping in that need don't matter such to that person
So that person will help you in hope you can help next time that person
This is not friendship but it can be beginning of all this is the moment
When we throw out coin to see where it is going to fall
It could be fall on life or it could fall on death after all in life
We see both things on one coin at same moment then that
Coin finally land on some side and it will happen when true crisis arise
I wish from my heart that my friend will just stay there
I wish from my heart that my life will not land in any sort of mess
But this is not in my hand what my friend will decide and
Where may land my coin because giving pen some one is easy in life
But hardest task is to help some one who is really in problem
It takes lot of time and lot of efforts it take and even after them
Some times we hardly come out of our life's any crisis so
That is true moment when you can see your true friend and
On that spot you understand why did truly that one helped
If that one is life then that one will be greatest help and
I don't mean that one will take many risks for you but that
One will help you by at least saying nice thing to you behind
Your back and as well as on your face so in this life
We just jump from enemy to our nice friend because
But before that we must have to face our savior turn to enemy
Even before our eyes and even before our thinking and guess
So our life is one coin one is good one called life and other is
Bad one called death we never know where we may land
Because on each coin we have both sides one is life and other is death.

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