| |
Life threw the net around of vice and virtue
I have no other choice than to choose Virtue, it is true
The triumph of virtue, I failed to prove,
History has shown virtue has triumphed,
But after waiting long in a narrow groove;
It was the time my friends choose the luxurious temptation of vice
Vice gave them the gold and diamond biscuit slice;
I am with virtue with nothing other than daily share of vegetable spice,
Day by day I am pulled towards vice, for those things which seem to be nice,
Me from deep was still a slave of virtue for any price;
I wondered in life as if along the banks of dried lake,
No where to see the water for life of even a bowl;
Me inside warned myself ‘better you taste; more you bake’,
Giving virtue a long rope, knowing well ‘I will reap; what I sow’
Vidyadhar ...
|
|
User Rating: |
|
8.5
/10
(4 votes) |
|
|
|
E-mail this poem to e friend