Restless...
I walked along a familiar pathmy feet taking me away
I took the familiar bends and turns
just wanted to get away
What was it that bothered me
that took away my peace of mind
I wondered what made me so restless
What were the answers I could not find
I reached the lake beyond the fields
I found my favourite spot
Beneath a giant oak sat I
my mind lost in thought
The tree heard my silence
The leaves looked my way
Don't worry too much they said
tomorrow will be a better day
I told them they didn't know
how much grief I see around me
what can I do to make it less
to make the world trouble-free?
"The world is a battle-field my friend
fight to the best of your might
leave the rest to Him to judge
let Him decide what's wrong and right
You may want to change the world
but soon you'll see the truth
that a man can only do his best,
his actions will give him the fruits."
Poetry by Shraddha Manvi
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Written on 2006-08-05 at 07:10
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