Slept back, idle, without any care, never, I comp my hair, which is rare
Yawning, stretching, laying about, pillows, night cloths, out no doubt.
As lazy holiday just going away by, no endeavor to make good, a try
Shouted at house maid for food, But the ****** dish is no good
Should possibly move a little bit, but my structure frozen where I sit.
Tomorrow at work, no new friend; For now I relax with an empty mind !
BY MADONNA WILLIAM
The message of my above poem: An idle mind is a workshop of a devil. Your valuable time must be converted into moments of action for real success in life. Idleness may lead one nowhere. - MADONNA WILLIAM