A Sketch
A sketch
Among the surges arose in mind
Difficult to tackle day by day before hand
Vapour of the morning from early sun
Whispered get up silently to meet helm
A class of struggle always produces current
Difficult to manage to meet defined gain
Necessarily needed always everything in vain
As for pedestrian to cross waiting in town
Will to give before death of physical body
A herculean task to treat all equally
Cause I know all know easily to bag more
Habits of people make heavy my bag go
Between them between aim criteria more
Difficult to select shining aim so
An acquirement of wanted satisfaction in full
Far away if one does not have spiritual bow.
Deepak Chalise
3 22 2016
9.30 AM.
Copyright © Deepak Chalise | Year Posted 2016
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