work day and night,
full mussel and might,
no rest it makes waste,
those are poor who rest,
work day and night.

if you work, nation,
will progress towards,
sky, and wealth will be,
high, become busy bee.

the flowers and the colors,
the emotions and child, wives,
what fascinates you, hinder you,
make  poor and timid you.

work hard and hardest,
advice of a greedy capitalist,
there is no gap between ,
leaders, preachers are twin

lily plants
filled with red flowers
eternal love

nature in white gown,
on cold waves dancing fat cats-
farce of poverty.

you were,
and I was,
and the darkness,
as blanket wrapping,
us in its depth,
the brightness,
of you heart,
and brightness,
of my heart,
the stars who were,
peeping in you and me,
the innocence,
the love,
the fear,
and separation,
your heart,
and my heart,
dancing upon the waves,
the tears,
the emotions,
you were,
going deep,
through my eyes,,
in me,
and I was going deep
in you,
through your eyes,
the angel and fairies of,
love inspiring,
to you and me,
souls from the bodies,
came out to meet,
were it you or me,
or love.

golden bangle shine
on wrinkled wrist of woman
contrast of life-

I am the duffer,
in the realm of intellect,
endlessly burdened.
I am the duffer,
a murmur
I caught from society's lips,
softly whispering,
echoing in my ears,
I am the duffer.
In the workplace,
fulfilling my obligations,
my colleagues surrounded me,
murmuring, "The boss knows,
this man is a duffer."
I sensed, through
glances and gestures,
what they implied,
I am the duffer.
I pondered the trees,
wondering why they exist,
what purpose they serve;
they proclaimed clearly,
in the fresh air,
but I couldn't grasp it,
as I know,
I am the duffer.
The universe speaks a language,
communicating with all,
yet I remain lost,
for I don’t understand
because, I am the duffer.
The flowers sing sweetly,
the birds twirl and sway,
the monkeys play games among the trees,
but I can’t decipher it,
because,
I am the duffer.