Origami Poem by Elius Rubby

Summary: Actually Sometimes man becomes like
origami of paper craft. He has nothing to say
nothing to do. He just give love (service) as
lover or worker and at once stage he has become
the man of pleasure like origami of paper craft. He
has to be fit in sunny days (tough time) but in
some case has to be mud or paper or so soft
minded that a little water can change his life so
easily. In Right or wrong, happy or unhappy He
has to carry on as an actor or a man of pleasure
like origami of paper craft looking colourful,
different shape but actually lifeless plain paper a
man of concrete.