To him who is in love with all luxuries of life,
Always on his toes to venture new avenues and strive,
He is puppet of his body and servant of his inner voice,
Into his softer heart, dwells the darker musing vice.
A concise piece written in verse with rhythmic splendour. An insight work of art.
Very true and profound...He is puppet of his body and servant of his inner voice,
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Dwells the darker musing vice! A great ending to this poem! We all have those good and bad opposing voices. Let us listen wisely!