At No Times

I stopped for a while Normally it is not my style I hurried up and sum up soon As run was racing for noon I forgot my existence Made no insistence Yet thrived for good relation With smile and indication Have I to worry? To feel later on very much sorry To collect more in life Then face the wrath of knife I never cared for worldly affairs I felt it totally unfair Nothing was useful They were making me fool Yet something was needed Wife was essential and to be wedded One company for whole of journey I prayed for her blessings and mercy She has brought lots of khushi* happiness I always shine with red cheeks She is with me all the times I miss her at no times