The labour

The reality of life

The labour

By Rajat kumar

For being a labour ,

He doesn't need any favor,

His hard work is enough for it,

He doesn't need to be clever,

His day start with rising sun,

And end with moon,

In his life there is no place for

Evening and afternoon,

His sweat is his talent,

His wounds are his ornament,

Happiness is temporary,

Poverty is permanent,

For doing the work faster,

He is scolded by his master,

Life is so so dark

Reviews

[Pragati Chaudhary]

Nice work

keep going!
:)

[writ rajat]

Ty...................

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I liked this a lot
Keep writing

[writ rajat]

Thanksyyoyyuuy