I write not for material joy
I assess self and enjoy
How can a tiny mind?
Swim in pond and find
Among beautiful fishes
With perfect color finish
For survival and existence
Take precaution and chance
Life is all about
There is nothing more to talk about
Like ocean before our screen
Its waves are really seen
Life is dreamed similarly
Days gain is thought summarily
Priority is fixed to lead happily
Rest everything follows readily
No one can help in succession
You need to have your obsession
A dream and concerted effort
That only can take push your boat?
It may end abruptly in between
Or end with logical conclusion
There is nothing in vacuum
It has always good perfume
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I write not for material joy I assess self and enjoy