For those

                        FOR THOSE

                                         By Omkar   Choudhury

My worst days are those,

 When someone gave me a rose.

My sweetest song is these,

Which tells to sing it please.

Those are my most love people,

Who helps me cut grains with sickle?

Those are my most liked things,

For whom I always sings. 

Those are my best friends,

With whom I share my trends.

I thank those with care,

With whom I everything share.

Those are my best line,

Whose order are not fine.

Those are my golden time,

When I talk to self and mine.

My days are as bad as good,

As I don’t forget as you would.

We self say, evil never wins,

But are not good and evil both twins.

We face both good and bad,

But I say it to be never sad.

Finding a will in this dark way,

Is often said to be a great say.