With All My Words, With All My Deeds Poem by Savio Antonio Vogt

With all my words, with all my deeds,
I never fullfilled all my needs.
the sea of widom was left with dry corals and dead weeds,
no more thoughts came to my mind, partially did I think,
and is what I did, so there was, it went in vain,
all my good deeds flushed down the drain.
I learnt a lesson; without a good thought, a deed done, just all for
pleasurely fun, is no use of doing a deed, a thought is more important;
first comes willingly thoughts, then comes the deeds;
and completed with satisfaction.
With all my words, with all my deeds
I never fullfilled all my needs.