When our thoughts are polluted and naughty:
We make ourselves malicious, vicious and dirty,
We are no longer deemed gentle, just and pretty,
For, alas, we lack our most vital and valuable Inner Beauty!
When we are swayed and dictated by ugly hatred:
We let our rigid rancour grow and soar unabated,
We let people's love and respect get betrayed,
Alas! The innocent for their no faults turn ill-fated!
When we are obstinately blind to our filthy faults:
We are regrettably devoid of our rich Reason Salts,
We ignorantly cause to ourselves irreparable damages,
Alas! We, inexcusably, pose ourselves as Devils, from the Sages!
Let's thus refrain ourselves from the eroding evils,
Let's restart to remould our lives on the Virtue Anvils,
Let's do everyday something so that we can live forever,
Let's serve the world as a selfless and perennial River!
Copyright: Shankar D Mishra 17.05.2018
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