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Money is the soul to reach a goal
It is the tool to play a role
But if you're miser or a poor
No way to live happy and cool
Luck is the wing across future
but work is the core of the creature
To be strong even no wing
Keep your effort to win the venture
Poor & rich, should also search
Money everywhere, we must fetch
the only lazy .. also crazy
Forever, no goa...
Thursday 4th April 2019 4:09 pm
Oh how I crave to feel the touch of the ocean.
My skin longs to feel the mountain breeze.
This heart of mine seems insatiable when it comes to wandering,
What this world holds and where my place in it is.
I search for new in the old and for excitement in the familiar.
How wonderful it is that you eventually find what you are looking for.
Tuesday 24th January 2017 8:09 pm
the balm of barometric exuberance.
no longer young, dissipates.
the dewy welcome of sun-quaffed green.
revive severed umbilical dreams.
the present with fleeting acumen.
ceases yet emerges again tomorrow.
the kindling of autumnal reticence.
genial kindnesses shall spring.
Tuesday 14th December 2010 12:52 pm