Joy For Ever

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One can’t write while being sick You get always unknown kicks That reminds us of something wrong You even dislike natural song Flowers seem with dull colors As if offering fragrance no more Petals make all that difference Eyes refuge to look at once Yes sick mind is reflection Of being negated by an action The nature seems hostile The mind wants to rest for a while It is natural phenomenon Beauty remains unknown Nothing appeals and attracts Life seems to be unknown fact Beware of one thing Life demands something Brush aside sickness and think Life is to move and not to sink Morning light brings message The body may slack due to an age The mind and heart should remain healthy That is wish of powerful almighty “The thing of beauty is joy for ever” Eyes may always like and refuse never The world around is so beautiful Only keep your self smiling and purposeful

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