Treasure Island

Dr.Rajendra Tela,Nirantar


Add Laughter To Your Busy Routine


I felt
My heart was pounding
More than normal
My worry
Reflected on my face
Which certainly looked?
Tense and Abnormal
My beloved
Noticed the unusual
Change on my face
And politely asked
The reason
For the same
I do not know my self
I replied
I know the reason
Of your agony
She said
You haven’t
Laughed and smiled
Since long
Stop worrying and laugh
As much as you can
Worries are
Part of everybody’s life
They should be faced
In right stride
Have a positive attitude
And
Add laughter to your
Busy routine
Make your life shine
Without any medicine

Submitted: Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, May 14, 2013
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laughter, laugh, attitude, worries

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