The chair was vacant in the room.
Stream of thoughts started to roam.
What happened to the person?
Where has he gone?
When will he come?
Why the air is so calm?
How will I know what has happened?
Who is around to tell me about my friend?
The chair is a symbol of life.
It tells about happiness and strife.
We crave for a chair and cheer when get one.
Fate steals away the person as a strange fun.
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Life is neither poem nor prose
Life is neither poppy nor rose
It may be smooth or harsh
Like pleasant breeze or burning brush
Everyone has to face the reality
With passion,commitment and ability
Perfect person may not win the prize
While a handicap may give surprise
Dream,devotion and drive for goal
May make one honored and successful
I greet challenged persons from my heart
You have conquered through your art
Your success is a lesson for us all
You will always shine and never fall
(Tribute to successful persons with disability)
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