Contentment Poem by Mir Babar Ali Anees

Contentment



I pine not for pelf, nor for any treasure,
Poverty has indeed its own sweet pleasure,
Brimmed are my eyes, with riches of contentment,
Where no rich man, any more does measure.

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Mir Babar Ali Anees

Mir Babar Ali Anees

Faizabad, Uttar Pradesh, India
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