WITH A WILL The mind cannot remain without thinking But, whatever is destined keeps happening As per our sweet-will, we keep performing; But, the stock of merit keeps diminishing Wealth, power and position keeps sinking Unaware, everything around looks annoying. Enveloped by new concerns, day and night We fall prey to intolerance and discontent, Brooding over ill-luck, destiny and what not Unable to swim life’s ocean, we feel upset; Pride and arrogance, once we did exhibit Like wild fire, they burn joys’ castle in heart. The day we uphold the morals and ethics, The day we brood over reality and relics; Love, peace and mercy unfold their basics And convey life’s real and purposeful topics. Yes, realization dawns; lays a path futuristic To master own destiny with a will, dynamic.
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