Have Desire To Live Happily..

V Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The eternal goal to reach the sky, Holding the truth clouds as the float, Many hearts mostly suffer and are deluded, This world belongs to the brains, molted. The molted infants are born after every generation, To lay the ideas to be feathered and then to be aged, Desires are not evils to cling upon it as the cocoon, Wise people shouldn’t be the ascetics, but to be the fathers. Have desire to live this life, not begging around, Have desire to be happy, that is assured here on the ground, Have desire to look at our fellow human as the rich, Have desire to face the challenges as the sick to be dead, Desire less should not have had the desire to preach, To confuse the normal mind out of reach, The desire only has created so many philanthropists, They have laid the path for the opportunists.

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