There is a Guy, wishing to touch the sky

HE is polite and humble,

for him life is a jumble,

but HE loves his Life,

His life style is simple and gentle.

HE likes to befriend everyone,

and his aim is to be a Human.

HE loves everyone and likes to be loved by everyone.

Speaking in the language of virtues, is his life motto,

His initiation in every aspect of life is steady and slow,

that is why HE is not very much forward,

HE thinks so, there may be other reasons too.

His weakness is very much serious, 

there are a lot of feelings,

which HE can’t express,

Also HE isn’t single minded,

and thinks a lot…

this poem has no ending, 

only for that blot…

                        {Year 2000}