Farewell My Friends Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

When I strive to think how my blissful years went
Left with life in this dark - gloomy world and tide,
And that modest flair that is retirement stopped inside
Trapped inside me worthless, though my spirit more meant
To dole out with my learners, present ideas and comment
My apt version, lest life remain hesitant and dried,
'The Creator expects full life work, but is the scheme defied? '
Tenderly pose I. However, Hark does not repent of fate
That whisper, retorts quickly: 'God does not heed
Neither man's labour nor his talent: who finest
Carry His calm duty, they attend Him highest.
His kingdom is majestic; the universe is at His will and need
And move over the earth and the deep, sans nest:
They fulfil Divine duty to those who pray and stay great.'