I slept and slept,
Idleness always I kept.
I found myself in clay
And said 'sleep another day'.
I ate and ate,
At work I sat.
I found myself eating hay
And said 'sit another day'.
I shied and shied,
Without working I died
I thought this shy to slay
And said 'shy another day'.
I dreamed and dreamed,
The hardwork I trimmed.
Its price I had to pay
And said 'dream another day'.
I fell and fell,
I tried it as well.
In this world to stay
I said 'fall another day'.
I tried and tried,
Keeping difficulties aside.
To walk on success way
I said 'Die Another Day'.
I did and did
And got what I need.
I wrote this to say
To say that ‘Work Everyday'.
A nice poetic imagination, Vijay. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks
I am sorry for the comment. I just got angry when someone disliked my first poem. I will make better poems that whole world will like. Again I am sorry
It depends on you how you are, how you take it, and how much you understood. I am just saying you that you are right in your way. But your comment says that you are not happy with your experiences and your life.Because you have not understood it still.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem Vijay