RED LEAF

Better to go up the ladder slowly

Do not mind if made to feel lowly

When one has nothing in hands

Alone in a hidden corner stands

A smile on a face raises one’s hopes

Life no longer appears walking on tightropes

Go! man go, for the smaller things around

Pleasures will tiptoe and in you abound

Your eyes see big, therefore the soul sad

A simple red leaf can also make you mad

And they drown themselves in addictive drugs

Murdering their souls, when the remedy a hug

Let all walk together and you walk alone

Don’t shy to pick the red leaf, let not it get blown

For actual pleasures are hidden in small things

In small bites and in small beginnings.

©sunita grover raina2022

04/06/22

India

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