An Immortal Life
Bind yourself with honesty
Adorn your voice with truth,
Wash your hearts off brutality
And present yourself with hospitability and soothe.
No treasure is so precious as descipline,
No habbit is better than keeping oneself clean,
No mind would be sharp without good listening skill
And quiteness would make you all firm, determined and still.
You should be as ambitious as your eyes,
For they travel so long and vast
The only trick for good life is to be wise
And act with vim and zest till the last.
Besides all you should work as if,
No luck or God can help you achieve your goal,
But also, to climb any great height or cliff,
Pray to God as if nothing but His blessings can immortalise your soul.
Saturday, April 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death