Unless and until you are matter of their concerns
No one notice you, left like particle of gold
In amidst of impalpable volume of sands.
You will perceive the value of air
As an essence of your life
Only when you suffocate.
No one care value of everflowing water
Unless and until one dies of thirst.
So selfish is the world here
Everyone is thinking of his own benifits
None respects you for your attributes
All here, honour you just to benefit
From you and misuse of your personality
For their own benefits and interest.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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