Be Not Mad Of Targets. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Be Not Mad Of Targets.



A target is given; you are in tension.
It seems a hard one; anxiety sets in.
You put extra efforts; you’re in stress.

Hurdles crop; you are in strain.
Hope fades; you are in pain.
Hope revives; you recover.

The target achieved; full of joy.
The target aborted; full of sorrow.
Take light the target and enjoy.
03.06.2008

Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: hope,sorrow
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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