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Mirhabib Amin Poem
I travelled around the world on my bike
I wandered many places that you might like
Hotels, restaurants any other places were reserved
I wanted to visit one glamour hotel
Frozen faces looked at my outlook and my modest bike
They said places reserved and no parking to oldest bike
I was angry at first, but then I felt hungry
Went to the restaurant, no one made me angry there
Cause there was no soul to get my bike to parking there
Many countries around the world sun is shining everyday
I wanted to testify, so I rented Bentley for one holiday
With a hat, put some beard and moustache on my face
My Bentley aided me to see receptionist’s smiling fake face
They offered me rooms that are deluxe
Parking was available to my big car,
People are so flux, yeah so flux!
The world is beautiful liar
Far gone conscience is crier
Magnanimous rich people are truly missing
Greedy rich, filch people’s smell is untruly hissing
I keep on dreaming, riding my humble bike
Wishing to meet modest people that I like…
Copyright © Mirhabib Amin | Year Posted 2015
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Mirhabib Amin Poem
I found a treasure
That does not give me pleasure
My parents are far away
I realize what a treasure I gave away
They provided everything,
But I didn’t give anything
Supported me, took care of me
You know who did bad thing to them?
I left them, yeah it’s me!
I traded my parents’ love
I thought it was well above
Let’s say I didn’t have a love
How do I repay?
Nine months of pregnancy
Around twenty year of tenancy
I may travel around the world
Become richest one in the world
But, don’t think I can give the world
As a payback to my parents
That I used to be so cold
Average life is seventy or eighty
But our plans are placed in infinity
Selfishness takes away from parents
Egotism makes a way out of parents
Don’t set the currency first
Hence put the parents first
Just before smashing with a wall
Well before children become tall
Call, call your mother, tell your father
Tell nobody replaces them, no one other
Chain of my words may seem to you
Nothing at all…
Remember my words parents are reason
We exist at all…
I found a treasure
I’ll hold it with my pleasure
Parents are Priceless Treasure…
Copyright © Mirhabib Amin | Year Posted 2015
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