Sledging
Is an art
Of the weakest

If you have some secrets
Don’t show them up
Through torn jeans

You can devide the state
Thinking you're valiant and more powerful
But you cannot devide the love of even a single person with his land
And this is your biggest defeat

You can just ruin your energy
Through sledging
As it's the work of an idiot
The win falls into the hands of the wise
who improve upon his technique
And brushes away bravely
Even the slightest chances of the loss

A drop of rain
A kid
A lamb
Both mischievous
Jump and dance and run
Through the lanes
To the roads to the sewage
To the river
And never returns to us

Nothing will be sweeter
Until you value your pains
And understand they are worth loving

The person
Who saves his life
From being wasted is genius.

Many negative people around you,
You're wasting your wisdom in looking for the solution to your problem

Sparrow: I perch on your back; you don't ever complain! But why?
Branch: It's love and love is friendship!

Friendship Day
Is a reminder that we can't live without love

Wake up to
a drizzling morning
in the sweltering June;
You will realise
Why comfort is so valuable,
And it can't be purchased,
Rather it's sent down the earth