For dust you are and to dust, you shall return To fill a little urn

 

O' my progenitor giving birth to a zebra made her apple of the eye

First words she heard from medic's lips while putting 

His finger on the baby " you are going to die"

He meant the death when the baby was 16 days old

Instead of heaving  a sigh and wiping the eye,

He uttered "You're too good to die, you are my Gold"

Love is so simple,  quote a phrase, 

" Why mustn't I try?

The zebra is my stardust falling from the sky"

As I became 9 months old 

Parents said " a very precocious child"

Process of walk through the various steps involved,

But I could walk and talk ,laugh and never cry

Pleasurable experience was a precocious child

In drizzling rain who smiled

What is the world of love?

As an ideal father wanted to see his loved ones safe

Because of his immense faith in siblings, he didn't know she was unsafe

As you learn to control life it becomes joyful

Giggles, chuckles, smiles

The melody of the universe makes life beautiful

There are some toying somewhere between love and abuse

Some try to keep behind the scenes

Some gloat, flaunt, show off

I had not enjoyed extraordinary luck in life and love

 I  have been living with my mother at that very moment, doing nothing.

We all know charity begins at home.

You got no reason to wander, you got no reason to roam.

When family is dying at home

Biting your lip with hate as if all is froth

Thou shalt turn solitary waste

These days people understand only their own troubles and see their own perspectives

Needing hype is their objective

It seems to them very effective

There were many generous people who could do the duty, perform the responsibility 

"he had sworn ardent, answering commitment to his pater.

I can't care for you because I have a wife 

I will look after you later

After your death in the next life."

Soft-brained, weak-minded, chicken-hearted people get the best attention

People are too complicated to be figured out objectively, plus they are known to change their mind!

Craving a deeper sense of satisfaction

With a few dead trees surrounding their lives, 

 And lack of dentistry thrives

 Every single person seems to be the mirror image of the other,

children of one mother: run away from holding hands of the other

 Living in a mixture of the garbage

Shouting themselves aficionados of life. 

I ask you, My Lord, what do they perceive life is? 

I think for them life and lust are synonymous.

 Everyone has a similar hobby, that of collecting money.

 Whereas a warrior is like an elephant in the room

 Something everyone is aware of, but which is being ignored 

Unfelt? Ignored?

Because everybody finds discussion about illness uncomfortable.

Everywhere there's some chaos and uproar 

Never seen or heard this before

Everyone is leading a filthy life

Nobody is troubled by other folks's strife

Want an immortal life

God tell me in my prayers

Why do they  never clean up the dust settling in layers?

 

From dust you are and to dust, you shall return

To fill a little urn

Baba on your birthday I feel you around me

Did I meet up with your expectations?

I know I have one way ticket

I never thought wicked

I never quit it

In my little visit

After my difference

With patience

Don't I deserve a little breath of peaceful fresh air?