I am hard-working
I am honestly speaking
God's love, I am seeking
Towards God I am trekking
None I am mocking
And at none I am barking
Only truth with me I am taking
I am never at all wrongly joking
But I am seriously thinking
God and my soul I am linking
And often God I am thanking
Hope and faith I am drinking
When worries come I am blinking    
Upon God's blessings I am banking
Only God I am always first ranking
With His help, problems I am sinking
While I am talking and walking
Only deep prayers I am making
With faith, at all, I am looking
Via love, a place in heart, I am booking

I am placed safe in this World-nest
I am to live trying my level best
No doubt I am showing great interest
And I am never tempted to be dishonest
Some wealth I am having to invest
I am getting also some reasonable interest
I am participating in the living-contest
Every day I am facing fate's acid test
I am also attacked by worry-pest
Also eager I am to take rest
To this World I am a guest
By being robust, I am toiling with zest
Often I am tackling the worst
For Justice I am having a deep thirst
I am having a kind heart inside my chest
I am afraid by idleness I may rust
My mind I am trying to properly dust
I am placing God always first
I am hoping God may help in my conquest
I am planning to face end with no protest.

M V VENKATARAMAN

Being lazy digs a huge grave
For our peace and won't save
A lazy fellow is never brave
He is to fate a submissive slave

Taking action he will shun
Success shows him no affection
God gives him no protection
He belongs to the losing section

A lazy man gets no sweats
Tears become his constant assets
He uses buts and loses guts
He is depressed for lack of outlets
    
He lies lethargically in his bed
To be passive, thinks his head
Mentally he is almost dead
His is a very negative blood

Great chances he regularly misses
He is deprived of victory's kisses
A working mind, he does not possess
He never gets success as a bonus

His brain is so lazy *** idle
Everything is to him a riddle
He is afraid of every hurdle
His life, fate will finely meddle

Work makes him fear and faint
Gloom only his thoughts paint
Against him accumulates complaint
His mind, laziness will strongly taint

Progress tells him good-bye
He is an unattractive guy
His life-river is ever dry
Only laziness, he can supply

Idleness may be initially jolly
But it is not at all holy
Angels like it not wholly
Unless he starts a venture newly

If laziness is away kicked
Losses can be wisely licked
If laziness is wrongly picked
By fate, lazy man is tricked.


M V VENKATARAMAN

Practice is a really great master
Who will impart great education
By canceling impending disaster
It will bring a happy elevation
By making growth come faster
It will result in a standing ovation
Everything is by practice gained
Nothing is by lethargy obtained
A king is born if he has strained
By taking action one by one
Our path gets definitely cleared
If we regard work as a great fun
Brand new horizons are discovered
If we hard-work under the Sun
By God Himself we will be cheered.

M V VENKATARAMAN