Noble work,
Seeks no time.
It is unilateral,
True and
Must be from the heart.
Noble deeds,
Beautiful and true,
Last forever.
Adios!
Noble Work.
Tag: nature
The Writing Became New.
The writing became new,
As it went travelling around the book,
Seeking new words
And finding the game.
The writing became new,
With a lot of hard work
And deep thoughts.
The writing became new,
With days passing by.
It shall remain forever new,
If it is read ever and ever, forever.
Adios!
New Time.
New time,
With happiness as its glue,
Blossoms out many new sprouts,
Of various working out of life.
New time,
Doesn’t wait for anybody,
But it goes forward,
In full go,
As the time rotates in and out,
New time,
Washes away the pain and
With a light hue,
It glows brightly in your life.
Adios!
Small Saplings.
Small saplings,
Of marigold and lily,
In an earthen pot,
Planted in the beautiful morning.
Small saplings,
From an old gardener,
Have grown into well grown plants,
Seeing them the children,
Giggle with happiness
And roam about playing with catch the ball.
Adios!
A Town In Sight.
A town in sight,
Many miles away from the milestone,
Indicating its presence.
The town in sight,
Offered hopes of jam and bread
With tea
And some warm milk.
Cows mooed around it,
That town became a small time stop,
For every traveller.
Yet it remained a small town forever.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 