"Discipline, discipline", I yell,
I can't see people going to hell.
Life without discipline,
Is like a useless dustbin.
Discipline is preferred by none,
Enjoyment is preferred by each and everyone.
Discipline, to practice, is pain.
But when there is no pain, there is no gain.
A disciplined knows the right and wrong,
His life would be a melodious song.
That's why, "Discipline", I yell.
But sadly my friends tell,
"Go to Hell"! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem