NO PEACE IN MY RACE

NO PEACE IN MY RACE

A Poem by Vinodh Kumar
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it's all about the way of life a human leads in today's generation.

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We take the birth on this heavenly earth;
And learned to live then like a mirth...
Starts the race of no peace in race!

We sing a song of crying hymn,
That gets our work with an easy win;
Leads the race of no peace in race!

It starts to learn what our teachers say,
And links our thoughts with hell on the way;
Runs the race of no peace in race!

We make our move to fall in love;
Know it's what just to make a bow;
Starts the race of no peace in race!

We dream big to make a history;
And there we try all the success story’;
Leads the race of no peace in race!

We ought to turn failure into success;
And ringed to turn with the Dutch of clutches;
Runs the race of no peace in race!

Now we're done and starts to earn
'Too with a one for our own;
Starts the race of no peace in race!

And we dream all for our cry;
What not! To make everything in a single try;
Leads the race of no peace in race!

‘We ' learns to live like ' you’;
None to run your race as a crew;
So what are you left with in your rice???
No peace in my RACE

© 2016 Vinodh Kumar


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‘We ' learns to live like ' you’;
None to run your race as a crew;
So what are you left with in your rice???
No peace in my RACE

Competition not co-operation, the rat race at its worst - 'food for thought' - how those droppings spoil the rice - the sweat that goes into earning the bread! Rhythmic punch in the poem.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vinodh Kumar

8 Years Ago

Couldn't make out proper!
Solar

8 Years Ago

compliment on the message of the poem
Vinodh Kumar

8 Years Ago

hmmm thank u ..
hope we would be in a better touch !




Reviews

‘We ' learns to live like ' you’;
None to run your race as a crew;
So what are you left with in your rice???
No peace in my RACE

Competition not co-operation, the rat race at its worst - 'food for thought' - how those droppings spoil the rice - the sweat that goes into earning the bread! Rhythmic punch in the poem.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vinodh Kumar

8 Years Ago

Couldn't make out proper!
Solar

8 Years Ago

compliment on the message of the poem
Vinodh Kumar

8 Years Ago

hmmm thank u ..
hope we would be in a better touch !


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Added on February 7, 2016
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Vinodh Kumar
Vinodh Kumar

visakhapatnam, seethammadhara, India



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I,m a guy who is realistic in thoughts and a fellow who is interested in nature and it's behavior... more..