Life 2 short poem

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The chords of life
Are in His hand.
No one knows when
Where and how
Comes its end?

We are just like
Puppets in His hands
Can do nothing
To meet our ends.

Like a flower
Delicate we are
Blooming now
And withering
Just thereafter.

Yes, atoms we are
Insignificant and tiniest
But most powerful
If work on His behest.

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Dr. K.S. Bhardwaj

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I am an educationist and have penned books in Education, Hindi and English literature. My Hindi novel "Shashwat Prem" is acclaimed by Hindi Academy, Delhi. A book of poems in Hindi published by Parvati Prakashan Indore. My books on Education are : Humour in Classroom, Human Resource Development in Education, Shkshan Kshetriya Manav Sansadhan Vikas and Microteaching. These days I am working on Spiritual Education Management Development.
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Leading lives according to the almighty’s will opens up doors towards our destiny’s fulfillment…Nice read!