I work from the dawn
for my daily bread
Being lost under the flames of survival
I work from the dawn
to indulge my wife
being lost under the flames of love
I work from the dawn
to comfort my children
being lost under flames of parenthood
I work from the dawn
to take care my elderly parents
being lost under the flames of responsibilities
I work from the dawn
for my self esteem
being lost under the flames of pride
I have no more energy to work
i wanted to be taken care of
but being lost under the flames of loneliness
waiting for the day to be in blaze..!!!!
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7 Responses:
March 29th, 2007 at 12:50p03
thanks for dropping by.
So true. All of us work and forget to indulge in small pleasures of life . 
March 29th, 2007 at 12:50p03
The Flames of survival…emphasize your existance
The Flames of love………reasons your reality
The Flames of parenthood..enthralls your future
The Flames of responsibilities…humbles your present
The Flames of pride…stimulates your strengths
The Flames of loneliness..welcomes you for a meeting with self
Enjoy your company…in the arena of solitude
You will realise…how much you have missed being you
March 29th, 2007 at 12:50p03
deepa : gr8 truth…..very nice verse ……
esp
‘ enjoy ur company..in the arena of solitude…..”