hasmukh amathalal

Gold Star - 23,846 Points (17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

Retire silently

In a day time to work
Meticulously plan and look forward
It may pass in no time
We need to think it sometimes

After day’s work we silently retire
As full day was hectic and on fire
No more stress on mind and invite sleep
That is only way to keep mind fresh and keep

Whole of day’s scene may run like trailer
You are toiling hard in filed like farmer
He result may remain unknown
Till it is thrust upon and made known

Nights are meant to compensate
The day’s tiredness with new energy to originate
When next days tarts with sun rise
A day to remember with new promises

If you evaluate total routine
It is nothing but to exercise and f eel fine
It is simple struggle to fare better
Survive the scene and make others happier

People often may come out with statement
That life is nothing but simple movement
One goes out and another comes in
Thee is no permanent stay with loss or gain

Live peacefully and spend the time
Discharge the duty and plan ahead of time
Fruits may be there to enjoy
Happy moment for nothing but mixed with joy

Submitted: Sunday, August 25, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013


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