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Ode to Tranquility


The road on which I walk
Say - Stop ,stop! to my wandering thoughts,
And demand again - Look at me! with tranquil pose.
I do look and wonder
Oh! why did i never look before?
What a scene! Oh! look at this rose.

Lush green trees and velvety grass,
Sun is down too and wind blows fast
Lets sit here and bunk the class.
Why! my stray thoughts need a break,
And I need a healthy space.
Why not I bask in the sun and feel the grass?

Ah! what tranquility my mind feels,
And like some soft balm
It cures me and heals
I cry not - not a tear falls
In fact a smile plays on my lips
I talk to myself and deal.

Now all my problems have been solved,
My mind is calm again,
Almost without any thought.
Goodbye! friendly trees
Goodbye! sweet sun and breeze
Now I walk again on that road
As my tranquility is again restored.



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