A Cow Dung Pit In My Village!
My village is full of greenery..
Very beautiful independent houses.
Surrounded by a garden of vegetables,
Near are the fields,
And opposite is a river.
I just went out,
Unknowing of the cow dung pit.
Which was preserved for some purpose.
Fell into the pit of cow dung
After falling what can happen...
Nothing I was fully covered by cow dung.
I could see many laughing.
And making fun of me.
I can get angry too.
And I may feel like doing funny things in anger too.
Any way, I fell down
Why not to take a handful of cow dung,
and throw on the people
who are laughing and mocking at me.
Such thoughts can come to mind also.
Imagine each things you throw on others,
Its actually hitting you twice.
And then a time will come,
When you will repent.
So this way its hitting twice.
And not necessary you may get,
a chance ever to tell sorry.
This guilt will pull you down.
I don't want to do any such stupid things.
There was no choice left.
Go and have a beautiful wash.
Went to the village river.
And took a deep dive.
And came out with purity.
If I could pure my mind,
of all the dirts and filths,
which it was covered with,
by Just having a confession,
And come out with purity.
Then every day,
I will take a deep dive into the river,
And come out with purity.
It doesn't mean I will
Keep on doing mistakes
And keep on going for confessions.....
I will take a deep dive into the river.
Taking a deep dive
Means I will keep my mind pure from all devil thoughts.
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
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