Poetry

Words of butter I never knew
Deeds of justifaction only I knew

I waited for no appreciation
Cause I work only for my satisfaction

Years of my life earned
Nothing but self satisfaction yearned

People of no worth I see progress
Speech of wealth they utter for the process

Truthful acts don’t please people of pride
For needful gifts and words of flattery they sride

Words may win hearts for a while
But deeds in long run are proved worth while

Blooms of high praise wilt soon
But buds of honesty bloom sure one or the other noon

Beware of excessive praise showered
Be aware of successive ways empowered

Please the God with deeds of beauty
Glee you don’t expect with words ignoring duty

Impressive work is more powerful
Than mean expressive honour tactful

@Rajani mula