Contentment
Pravat Kumar Mandal
When I lived in my country home
Among my simple bosom friends,
No false vanity, no false trends
I felt as if I lived in Rome.
No one ever got up so late
As I do in this cramped city
Among the false showy gaiety.
So I like to get my old mates.
Mine will be done with heart's content
I will do whatever I wish
I will enjoy heavenly bliss
Then I will feel my full contentment.
18/07/2020
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