To fined peace

Anxiety, jealousy and regrets plague your thought.
Habits, customs and worships waste your time.
Greed, sex and revenge spoil your mind.
Importance, identity and influence mar your chances.
You must prevail upon them to find peace.
15.04.2010

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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