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  • Luck is what a man locks,
    Opportune time when knocks.
    To people who want to do something
  • If happy not right now and here,
    How can ye be any which where?
    To those that wait for happiness
  • Politics, a game of shame,
    To pull legs seems its sole aim.
    To those obsessed with politics
  • We often give and still too little give,
    Give none any, and still so much receive!
    Responding to selfishness prevailing everywhere
  • Honey bees too strive,
    But never harm their beehive,
    Man, ye have been naïve.
    To us all, out to plunder Mother Earth
  • Like a river is a poem,
    And a much chiselled uncut gem,
    She changes, keeps still her emblem.
    To us, budding poets
  • Flowers waltz in rain,
    No'ne sees, not in vain.
    To those that have no time for Nature
  • We our mobiles do charge,
    To be in touch (with what?) at large,
    But when our soul recharge?
    To today's busybodies that have no time for their soul
  • Together trees grow fair,
    Happy is not happy alone.
    On sharing happiness (one is happy the most when happiness is shared)
  • Look, what man has to this earth done,
    Smart and stupid known are never to learn.
    These two categories of men have done the maximum damage to Earth
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