Meeting and Parting

by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar

In the world of pain and pleasure

The cycle of fall and rise goes on;

Love and harmony are the treasure

The seed of humanity ever grows on.

Tears might be rolling and falling

Down the bleeding cheeks of the weak;

But smiles are the gleams of God

Sure to play on pious lips of the meek.

In the life of meeting and parting

'Loving' and 'missing' will also be there;

While some feel loved and cuddled

Some keep sweet memories in prayer.

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