Poem : Thank You, Mr. Einstein

Mr. Einstein,

A million thanks to you.

Since my birth,

Everything I have seen ---

All is relative.

Winter -- Summer -- Monsoon,

Mountains ---- Rivers -- Fields,

High tide --- Low tide,

Even relationship too.

On the pages of history,

Kings turn into beggars,

Beggars rise as kings ---

All is relative.

Success is relative,

Faliure too,

Awaiting only

The right time and chance.

I believe,

The one who glares at me today

Will one day beg for mercy -----

For in the end,

All is relative.

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Poet : Dr. Goutam Kumar Mallick

Literature Goutam