The eternal possession

Inspired by a true story.

      The past:

Once there lived a millionaire,

Bob was his name.

He owned all the riches money could buy,

   Which gave him a deceitful fame.

 

'Money is the source of happiness',

 Was his primary conception.

 Everything has a ‘price-tag’,

 Was his senseless pretension.

  

He lost his family and friends,

 In his quest to gain more wealth.

 His excessive greed to accumulate riches,

Left him with a deteriorated health.

As days went by, his sickness grew,

‘Hysteric’, he was declared by the doctor.

His medical charges and expenses,

Turned him into a lonely pauper.

   The twist in tale: 
                                       ( Two years later)

Once there lived a happy man,

                     Who, through his hard work rewrote his fate.

      He was known for his hard work and generosity,

 His life was no more the same.

  'Love' is the eternal source of happiness,

 He veered his primary conception.

'Emotion and affection are priceless',

  Became his heart’s engraved notion.

He got back his family and friends,

And recovered from his diseased health.

Love and affection were his eternal gifts,

Which became his precious possession.

As days went by, his fame grew,

Bob’s life became an example.

For his generous, kind and caring heart,

He was called as ‘Mr. Benevolent’ by the people.

                                   -Adhithya 

P.S- Bob is just an imaginary name.

Life teaches you practical lessons more than any of the education does.

Life teaches you practical lessons more than any of the education does.

 This poem is about a person, one of my acquaintances. He was popular for his wealth and had a business which was at its best when he suddenly started to show signs of Hysteria and Bipolar. Doctors advised his wife to leave him because it was dangerous for both his wife and his little daughter to stay with him. He was admitted to the lunatic asylum for about two years and after spending all his savings for treatment he was literally left with an empty hand. I had a chance to meet him a few days before and this is what he said “Some things in life are so precious that you’ll never know its value until it slips out of your hands”. He worked hard and established his previous business again, but this time with a change in attitude, He started valuing people more than the man made crap, yeah the so called Money of course.