A tale of sacrifice

Wrote this poem quite some time ago. I think there is a need to share this again. This is a story written in the form of a poem which tells us the true meaning of life .
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There lived a restless soul in the mist of time,
Who was in the quest of truth of life .
He started his journey in the world of darkness,
in the world of sufferings and in the world of ignorance.
He searched for glory and searched for signs,
But he struggled to find the eternal sunshine.
All hopes were fainting, all joy was lost
And he waited for the miracle from the sky above.
Then a light came from a sage, he met.
The truth is felicity in the doing for others,
The victory is Karma and not in its result,
The felony is idleness and not endeavors,
The truth is perseverance, the sage said.
He took the light and decided to spread,
And he washed the miseries and pain of others.
He rose and fell but never got success,
But his joy was Karma and not its result.
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Memories

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Your love was a song,
that stayed in my heart,
Forever long
Your face was a light,
In my life ,so bright.
But those moments had gone,
And you left me to mourn.
I still remember that winter,
So cold and dead.
So proud was your face,
But lying on the grave.
I remember those days,
Your hands on my face.
When you sulked your pain,
But never showed it on your face.
I remember those days
When your agony was so deep
That stopped you to sleep.
But you bestowed your life
To see my eternal smile.
I still see you in the trance
In the fog of my memories
Standing in the meadow
And smiling on my shadow
Your message for me is Clear
To live your life, my dear!
Tears and joy will come and go,
Your life for others is the motto.
Your sacrifice is a sunshine
That will guide my mind,
On this path of my life,
On the path beyond this life.

P.S- In the memory of my mother who died after suffering from kidney failure, few years ago.

© 2015 Piyush Singh

A tale of sacrifice

There lived a restless soul
In the mist of time,
Who was in the quest of truth of life.
He started his journey
in the world of darkness,
in the world of sufferings
and in the world of ignorance.
He searched for glory
and searched for signs,
But he struggled to find
the eternal sunshine.
All hopes were fainting,
all joy was lost
And he waited for the miracle
from the sky above.
Then a light came
from a sage, he met.
The truth is felicity
in doing for others,
The victory is Karma
and not in its result,
The felony is idleness
and not endeavours,
The truth is perseverance,
the sage said.
He took the light
and decided to spread,
And he washed the miseries
and pain of others.
He rose and fell
but never got success,
But his joy was Karma
and not its result.
One day he faced
the question of life,
Either to save the life
or to live with regret?
A decision to make
that no one would forget!
Then a warrior rose
to show the world,
To live for others
and to die for others,
Is the ultimate goal
and the joy of soul.
At the brink of death,
he got the glimpse of past,
It was the glorious life
which he got at last.
And then he perished saving a life ,
Finding peace in grave ,
and content below,
Making pride and honour his pillow.
In time , people will praise
his act of sacrifice,
his act of Karma
and his act of divine.
He sacrificed his life to give life,
But people made him immortal by telling-

A tale of sacrifice…..

© 2015 Piyush Singh