What Matters Is

What Matters Is

A Poem by Bhavi
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It's poem on realizing your worth and why you have been sent on this planet. What matters is not success but your significanc.

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I realized one day
Sooner or later my life will get over;
There will be no more mornings,
I will be left without power.
It won’t matter how many years I lived
Or how many I knew
Rather it would matter how many feel my absence,
whether they are many or few.
No one will care where I was born,
And what was my salary,
Instead they would talk about my character
And the image I used to carry.
In the end, what will count is
not my beauty
But it would matter a lot,
whether I was able to fulfill my duty.
Even it will be least important
to know my caste, color or creed.
What will matter is
my traits, selfless attitude and all my deed.
Like a flower gives beautiful fragrance
although it’s being crushed.
I would be remembered similarly
by what I taught and not what I had learned.
Of course it’s true in life
one has to achieve success;
But when journey of life ends
what matters is your significance…

© 2016 Bhavi


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I wud be remembered by what I taught but not by what I had learned.
It's true, not matters who we are we will only be remembered by what we gave to others.
Beautiful write... Loved reading it

Posted 8 Years Ago


Bhavi

8 Years Ago

Thank you ☺️
I think this was beautifully written. Truly sums up how we will be remembered once we leave. I wrote a poem on romance and I would love for you to let me know what you think.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Bhavi

8 Years Ago

Hey thanks so much. I too have commented on one of yours. Keep posting ,keep reviewing.

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Bhavi
Bhavi

Ahmedabad, Gujarat, India



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