He like a "victorious warrior",himself said
lived his life almost on bed!!!!
His mighty words make everyone strong,
It is all about the strength he had got.........
STRENGTH-LIKE A STEM OF TREE!!!!!
"Instead he always wanted to b free......"
He was as pure as God,As powerful as his painting brush,
His thougths grown day by day......
but his body weakened like a clay!!!!!
His power to witness things was so MAGNANIMOUS,
His will to live was so scintillating,and
His dreams were never ending.......
He tried to abhas his pains,the pain of his mother and father
But day by day he gone farther and farther......
Now he is too far to catch
BUT NO ONE IN THIS WORLD COULD MATCH!!!!!
His brushes and hands said all,
but he always tried to b very tall!!!!!!
with head held high always......
HE IS STILL IN MY HEART,MY LIFE AND MY SOUL............
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