Thou art a unique camp
A special bright burning lamp
A foolish shall want of change
Ungrateful to thy Maker’s hands.
Give ingredients to thy soul
Grasp more virtue, ignoring others’ ghoul
Gain what, if gloomy when neighbors say:
“Thou art incapable of thy might spray”.
Turn a deaf ear to the world’s improper voice
Be receptive to inner song, rejecting the noise
Breathe in the purest air purifying thy aerated blood
Sanctifying thy thoughts to quench thy pillar’s thirst.
Abnegate not both praise and insult,
For both are legumes to thy life’s sweet curd
Yes, to purge thy certain iniquity
Even when thou art not guilty.
Loving the truth fear ceases,
Appreciating journey pointed rock vanishes.
Love inspires one and in another germinates
In righteous laughter and populates.
Leukemia gets healed and music forever endures.
N.B.: Everyone is unique in this world & has a purpose. Thus one needs to be proud of oneself yet one fails to look at one's ability & pays more attention to compliments of others. But one must be optimistic.
One who wants to change one's own born gift of skills, abilities or not happy with one's own physical appearance is foolish. One is just ungrateful to God consciously or unconsciously.
One should feed oneself with positivity, and should not bother and ignore to people's gossips. By being unhappy we gain nothing, except intensify sadness. One should be fully determined that one is capable of what one is aiming for.
Just listen to one's own heart the inner voice shutting off to external rough voices. Breathe in only pure thoughts to cleanse oneself from dirts and strive hard towards achieving the goal.
Check out the same at Writers.Org
A special bright burning lamp
A foolish shall want of change
Ungrateful to thy Maker’s hands.
Give ingredients to thy soul
Grasp more virtue, ignoring others’ ghoul
Gain what, if gloomy when neighbors say:
“Thou art incapable of thy might spray”.
Turn a deaf ear to the world’s improper voice
Be receptive to inner song, rejecting the noise
Breathe in the purest air purifying thy aerated blood
Sanctifying thy thoughts to quench thy pillar’s thirst.
Abnegate not both praise and insult,
For both are legumes to thy life’s sweet curd
Yes, to purge thy certain iniquity
Even when thou art not guilty.
Loving the truth fear ceases,
Appreciating journey pointed rock vanishes.
Love inspires one and in another germinates
In righteous laughter and populates.
Leukemia gets healed and music forever endures.
N.B.: Everyone is unique in this world & has a purpose. Thus one needs to be proud of oneself yet one fails to look at one's ability & pays more attention to compliments of others. But one must be optimistic.
One who wants to change one's own born gift of skills, abilities or not happy with one's own physical appearance is foolish. One is just ungrateful to God consciously or unconsciously.
One should feed oneself with positivity, and should not bother and ignore to people's gossips. By being unhappy we gain nothing, except intensify sadness. One should be fully determined that one is capable of what one is aiming for.
Just listen to one's own heart the inner voice shutting off to external rough voices. Breathe in only pure thoughts to cleanse oneself from dirts and strive hard towards achieving the goal.
Check out the same at Writers.Org
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