My Last Muse
What can an ageing hands write,
but for few words of wisdom,
gained over the years of,
life and experience.
There is nothing called true love,
you are wanted for what you give.
Become bad love is replaced by hatred,
that's the truth of love here.
Desire is the root cause of evils,
always leading to anger, frustration and destruction.
The subtle truth of life is that,
you will have in abundance,
what you care least about.
By keeping silence one can easily avoid,
commotion fights and hurts.
Silent mind leads to perfection in action,
immense peace and eternal bliss.
Ego makes men stupid,
it is best to shun it,
no one knows everything,
no one can survive without assistance.
Life is a succession of moments,
we must live, enjoy every moment.
We must create a treasure of happy moments,
it should keep increasing, growing.
Never allow "what others will think?" to decide your life,
do what you think is right.
Be an harbringer of change,
not a brainless copycat.
Reins of sense organs,
should be in your hands,
Don't let them dictate your life.
If you want a change,
lead the way,
only if you are perfect,
other will follow you.
However bad others may be,
you be good, never do bad,
All are punished for the bad deeds,
no questions asked.
Love, nice words, help, money,
or what else be your want,
Give them in abundance.
We get back what we give,
many times more than given.
Have faith in God,
pray from bottom of the heart,
he will surely help,
if your faith is true.
Real aim of our life is salvation,
it must be sought while we're still young.
Never postpone anything for tomorrow,
you may or may not be there.
Lastly I wish to thank all people,
who have given me joy.
You are a part of my treasure bag,
I look at it of and on.
Date: 7/18/2020
2nd position
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