Praise

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Why do you hold me in high esteem and praise? Make me to feel great with status raised I am overwhelmed by your noble gesture As you always wished me for bright future I was no where near respectable mark or level You encouraged me to work had and excel Filled with high spirit, motivation and enthusiasm Inspired me rise beyond certain level and “ism” I was confined to zero energy and confined You infused me with optimism and refined How to express gratitude and acknowledge? I am novice and have no such knowledge Will you pardon me for being so negative? Lukewarm to response and not so sensitive I must learn quite a lot from you and oblige I feel shy to open up but have nothing to hide Is it not the tendency of human being to deceive? No return of thanks when applauses receive We might have scaled new height and glory Still we may forget the past as simple story If we learn to repay good gesture with gratitude People will learn to respect with different attitude This is what is expected from new generation They should rise above all without any expectation It may look as simple form of advice It should not be considered as mechanical device Time may change but not the essence and spirit You may need oil for lamps to lit We shall not last to see it either Storm may come and soon to wither Life has to stabilize and prove the best It must face stand firm and stand to test

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