Everyday the sun rises in the oost,
Shining its aureus rays above the hills.
"Cock-a-doodle-do" goes the birds in the roost.
Tossing and dancing against the wind, are the bright yellow daffodils.

The farmers go to their field corn,
Anticipating for a successful harvest,
Often with disappointed morns;
They'd return back home with long faces for breakfast.

The schoolboys are stubborn as a mule, with their mothers,
Curling themselves under their blankets,
"Ice-cream for dessert!" the mothers shout as bluffers,
With a blink of an eye, the schoolboys lay their feet on the carpet and uniforms are taken out of their closet.

Through the venster of a home,
Dispute can be seen between the uxor and vir.
The children watch with fright and they mourn.
As each other keeps blaming the other as a stirrer.

Workmen footsteps can be heard on the road,
With their clothes and shoes on.
Skillful hands have been bestowed,
God is all-powerful and indeed Juan!

The hunters wander through the groves carrying their rifles,
Desiring for a grand feast-
Poor animals are crippled!
-Then they strut back home to feed on the beast.

Meanwhile, the mulheres at home do the cooking and the laundry.
Several activities keep them busy.
Some even work day and night at their forties!
By the end of the day, they almost feel dizzy!

In the fresh morning, lovers beside a bank having a chit-chat,
Expressing feelings and sweet words. Break-up happens when one turns up one nose at!
These problems are absurd!

Two blocks away, a resolute locked inside a room,
Fighting tooth and nail!
He has no option but to 'RESUME'.
His zege arrives the day he exhales.

Down across the the street, are women beating their chests.
The mortal is the centre of attention.
Even the toddler stammers, "In peace, may he rest."
And the folks comfort them by saying, "May your hearts strengthen!"

By the end of the day,
The sol sets in the west.
And everyone kneels to pray,
Chanting thrice "Lord, bless us zest!"

Workmen, farmers and hunters back at their maison.
Candelabras and dinner is set on the table.
The wives bring the bowls of raisin.
Once they put their babies to sleep in their cradles.

The school lads complete their homework,
They put on their pyjamas ready for bed.
In the dead of the night, towards the kitchen they lurk,
And start munching the left crumbs of bread.

While with hunger, are the weduves sleeping alone.
And the ex-lovers remind themselves those moments-
Sleepless nights till dawn.
-Deciding whether they should make an agreement.

In the night, across the darkest streets,
The only lamp that isn't turned off,
Is the room of the resolute standing on his feet,
Still believing hard work will pay off.

The home of the vir and uxor,
Have sunk into silence.
They finally understand each other.
And keep their word of honour that they'd stop being insolant.

The log cabins of the families who losed their loved ones,
Shedding tears day and night,
Speaking in tongues,
Believing in the almighty they unite.

The schoolboys at home watch the grief,
Promising themselves to make their mothers proud,
Hoping that would give them a relief,
As they stand out from the crowd.

The ex-lovers call each other themselves,
Asking forgiveness and understanding the true meaning of love-
'Love isn't expressed from wealth!'
-And assured if anything comes between them, they will get to the heart of.

When all the hurdles are settled,
The resolute succeeded in his last shot.
He finally invented his electric kettle.
And indeed had hit the jack pot!

Life isn't only about wealth or the pleasure you gain.
It is about love, success and many a thing.
You might fail but never think your efforts were in vain.
Patience will make you queens and kings.

Losing a loved one is like a petal missing from a flower-
The fact is that life's just a bowl of cherries.
-By the next spring, it blooms another.
Happiness and sadness doesn't last long on the contrary.

Rejection is heart-breaking,
You tear up when one walks out on you,
Because it was all mere acting.
The best remedy is to love yourself and make your move.

As for school kids, take a day off,
And watch your mothers.
'Cause they work against their sickness and brush it all with a cough.
True love is what makes them suffer.

A statement for students and teens,
Failures in a row make you give-up,
But never make that mistake and pull up your jeans!
As giving up only causes your life to corrupt!

The best things in life are free.
The ball is in your court.
Life can be sweet as honey,
But it can sink in the water, if there's a hole in the boat.

People exist in varieties,
No one ever be the same.
It's best to fit inside the society.
Instead of adding fuel to the flame.

An advice to the mankind;
'Life's full of lessons',
Joy and pleasure can make our eyes blind.
Each problem you face has it's own causes and reasons.

You got to jump over your hurdles,
And stop rushing for desicions.
Don't take life as a burden.
Then you'd easily seek the solutions.

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