Give it to me

I don’t ask  for mansions
Give me a piece of land where I can have number of trees
Birds chirping on them
I don’t ask expensive clothes
Give me something comfortable
I can wear while working on my farmlands
Getting soiled
I don’t ask for ornamental cuisines
Give me fresh fruits of my farmlands
Which I grow after hard work
I don’t ask life of comfort
Give me work where I can sweat it out
Feel thirsty and hunger
Sit under my trees and enjoy simple food

Ajay Kohli

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About ajaykohli

Consultant ,deals in life management, psychology, astrology ,vaastu , fitness ,diet ,relationship counseling

Posted on July 27, 2015, in poetry, psychology. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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