Comforting stances
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ALL obstacles weave odds always against us
Every thing go uneven on times space
And make all things so clumsy
While darkness envelops all through in thick stakes

When hard days rule the roast
Shakings start puzzling us at once
It is not possible to sound you every time
You must be alert and awake all the time

The mind that traverses into state of confusion
Slips down the valuable tips of ethics
And make the saga of serene life thorny
And heckles sordidly


Even if the number of obstacles
grows in to unlimited horizons
We should mend the life to suit our taste
and behave properly not at all loosing the track

So we should for ever resolve to fare better
despite the heavy odds obstructing the normal pace
Be awake! and Be alert!! at all times
till you safely reach the goal in comfort
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This is an interesting concept, one i've explored myself once but to a far lesser degree, nice to see it put in a far more tactful and poetic way



misty..