Duty Is Loved By The Divinity Poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman

Duty Is Loved By The Divinity



Always opt for proper adjustment
By ignoring anger's inducement
Do your duty with commitment
Live with a positive sentiment

You are well-paid, so, you toil
Make peace grow on heart-soil
Your efforts, fate may spoil
Allow not your blood to boil

To jealousy, be not vulnerable
Opportunities are innumerable
If you are simple and humble
At no time, you will stumble

If working hours increase
Let not your joy decrease
All problems will soon cease
From agony, fate will release

Enough money if a job supplies
Proper reward, it then implies
With lethargy, if a soul lies
Hell is sure if its body dies

My body, let sweat decorate
To work means, to celebrate
Love to work, do not hate
Start before it is too late

Sun provides services singly
I respect Him praying adoringly
I follow Sun working amazingly
Sweat will glitter dazzlingly

The Moon is also educating
Rest period, it is calculating
By loyally and lovingly circulating
It is emaciating and rejuvenating

Stars give their regular attendance
Illuminating Sky with resplendence
The World upon them has dependence
God is there to give great defense

Nature works without duty-stoppage
Supplying boons in enough dosage
If you must enter History's page
Do toiling before reaching old-age.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
We must always enjoy doing duty, That will make our look pretty, It will give us a holy beauty, We will have self-dignity, That will preserve our sanity.
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