On rubbish things

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By Jadia4708au

Most of the time is spent on rubbish things We want to do worthwhile or something But generally it is not done and remains only wish We come to know of it later when we are about to finish This happens when one is faced with isolation He has lost some thing good in relation The time is not coming to help for any improvement There is hectic run in mind with lots of development It leads to some kind of frustration You need some space for revelation It is hard to hide with some steel concealment That is only root cause for serious ailment The mind turns sick with negative thoughts Millions cross mind and battle is fought No win or loss either but only tension It is worthless to find any mention It is rightly said “idle mined is devil’s workshop” You can’t sit idle and build castle with big hope It will neither help nor take you anywhere People think you worthless and simply stare If one can remain stubborn and withstand then it is nice He can coolly think about next step to be taken on promise He has enough of time to design his way of action There will be less likely chance of any adverse reaction It is desirable to have some one around you This is sometime logical and proves very true It gives some kind of strength and courage You have then full mind on it to manage You can get along even without anybody When you are sure of honest deal and not shoddy As you will have nothing to worry of consequences We have notices many of such instances It is nice to hold on with own company It gives enough of room and not to think of many You are lone struggler and has strategy to come over The secret will remain unknown as shield or cover This can guarantee you success under any crisis You have full confidence to lay great emphasis You need no advice or long pages as thesis You will exactly know the situation of loopholes or misses Then internal strength is at its zenith You are not alone and it comes along with Whatever you plan or execute, it has enough of strength Your mind and action is tuned to same wave length Most of the time you will think of mighty king In circus you will be reigning with ring If one can come over such short comings He will have nothing to worry for any doing

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