Real Bliss
Real bliss
A kiss in the chick of a toddler
Bliss of heaven cannot compete brother
Newly born babies are complaining
Why upsurge in village and towns?
Why people barring them even to weep?
They have no demand of separation or region
It is absolute violation of their rights
To be grown up fully in realm of peace
Why why all are hinging demanding bit things?
As if the days of tomorrow will be finishing
All are prone to last journey of death
Do not forget there are lot of common paths
While there are lot of remedy to fulfil demands
Why grown ups are at more frictions?
In stead of plough and oxen in shoulder and hand
Common folks are diverting to bear the guns!
A kiss in the chick of a toddler
Only remedy to bring peace and prosperity brother
Turn towards village don’t follow instigation of others
Mother and children are waiting you’ll bring bread brother.
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