Life is a constant chaos, Unimplemented ideas, Innumerable flaws, Peculiar laws,
Continuous loss, Worry is always the boss, Of course time will pass, All face end's jaws, Still we pray because, We must win Heaven in the toss.
In life everything is really incomplete
Even though to finish we truly compete
Suddenly one day end comes to delete
We note that we have an incomplete feat
Even our age is not at all exactly fixed
By this itself we are greatly perplexed
Without notice we are one day axed
We find not time to feel even vexed
We love to regularly do a nice thing
Constant hurdles, circumstances bring
Even we postpone our urge to sing
Again we do never at all timely praising
We develop a superior ambition
And gradually forget that mission
To lethargy we make a submission
Ambition dies during this intermission
Showing our love, we foolishly postpone
Slowly our heart becomes a hard stone
Negative emotions are slowly grown
Our true love is not even made known
We bury our noblest dream
For petty losses we scream
We support not World-team
We weep for not being supreme
For complete freedom we aim
When that freedom we claim
To enjoy that we take no time
Then we worry which is a crime
We give no room for appreciation
In the absence of such a propitiation
Great ideas enjoy not proper initiation
Non-completion happens bringing deviation
Non-completion is done with perfection
This gives mind a constant dejection
To complete, we take no concrete action
So peace of mind gives not protection
Taken task must be fully finished
Necessary steps must be furnished
Or else one will be greatly anguished
One can never get distinguished
Please leave no stone unturned
Let midnight candles be burned
After rest, to the task, get returned
By practice let skills be learned.
M V VENKATARAMAN
Poetry by mvvenkataraman
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Written on 2010-02-18 at 18:05
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Continuous loss, Worry is always the boss, Of course time will pass, All face end's jaws, Still we pray because, We must win Heaven in the toss.
Incomplete Feat Ends In Defeat
In life everything is really incomplete
Even though to finish we truly compete
Suddenly one day end comes to delete
We note that we have an incomplete feat
Even our age is not at all exactly fixed
By this itself we are greatly perplexed
Without notice we are one day axed
We find not time to feel even vexed
We love to regularly do a nice thing
Constant hurdles, circumstances bring
Even we postpone our urge to sing
Again we do never at all timely praising
We develop a superior ambition
And gradually forget that mission
To lethargy we make a submission
Ambition dies during this intermission
Showing our love, we foolishly postpone
Slowly our heart becomes a hard stone
Negative emotions are slowly grown
Our true love is not even made known
We bury our noblest dream
For petty losses we scream
We support not World-team
We weep for not being supreme
For complete freedom we aim
When that freedom we claim
To enjoy that we take no time
Then we worry which is a crime
We give no room for appreciation
In the absence of such a propitiation
Great ideas enjoy not proper initiation
Non-completion happens bringing deviation
Non-completion is done with perfection
This gives mind a constant dejection
To complete, we take no concrete action
So peace of mind gives not protection
Taken task must be fully finished
Necessary steps must be furnished
Or else one will be greatly anguished
One can never get distinguished
Please leave no stone unturned
Let midnight candles be burned
After rest, to the task, get returned
By practice let skills be learned.
M V VENKATARAMAN
Poetry by mvvenkataraman
Read 575 times
Written on 2010-02-18 at 18:05
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