I`ll Put The Plough Of Labour - Poem by Vivek Tiwari
The seeds of fragrance
That I sow`d
In the barren fields of life
Hath not yet germ`d
For the soil was not yet rich.
I`ll reput the plough of labour
And re-sow the seeds of duty
I shall plough and I shall labour
Untill it graces the crop of Beauty.
For my soul ever longs to wander
In the blooming, flourishing, self-nourished greenery.
But I need thy gentle showers
For no stream does pass ever
Does pass never this land deserted dreary.
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