Friday, October 30, 2009

Ponder


Every thought is born in a quest,

a delightful pursuit to understand;

every thought is a peaceful conquest,

guided by the reason’s command.


How I ponder day in and day out,

and try to unveil the nature ?

How I fight this elevated bout,

to construct a thoughtful future ?


Every quest is a clouded mist

where mind penetrates to scatter back;

a mighty thought is a Pascal of fist

entering the fight with a subtle attack.


A great sailing thought has its great equal:

and we adore this as the ‘ocean of labour’;

Latter is the process, former its sequel,

meeting each other at an intellectual harbour.

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