SELFLESS DRUDGE

Rup Narayan Pokhrel / CA, USA

He bears pious gift,
Runs the wheel of his will
On the created road of someone
With drops of pious pearl- the sweat.
He worries least for being great,
Sows no seed of egoist entity,
Rather;
Lies, rests, smiles and jolts
On the natural lawn.
Sweat he sheds, sweat he drinks,
Sweat he earns and sweat he burns
All along with his daily toil.

All just;
Just for his own stretch.
He materializes his dire dream,
Diving into the sweat pool-
Longing for not much high.
He lives at ease and wishes others too.
Hero he- richness beams from in and out.

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