O Cruel Habits! Poem by Prabhakar Srivastava

Yes, I do think it's almost impossible
To overcome the habits, thou victim are
Such miracles come but when Gods will
Or nothing has might to make them bar

One can just pretend of hard strife
One can claim of facing till the end
It's like walking on the edge of a knife
Where one can't imagine even to stand

O cruel habits! Thou enslaved all men
All are writhing in thy bloody claws
Toiling with the hope someday they can
Alas! None can stand against thy laws

O eternal habits! Thou can't be turned overnight
O for eternal perseverance and patience infinite!