A Solicitation ….

Every time I hear this earthy chime
I find the humming bees more sublime
For they are free to take a nifty ride
unlike us who have scruples to abide

Frivolling is my favourite pastime
But here its an unforgivable crime
Am I a victim of chronic procrastination?
Or is it just a gateway to salvation?

Oh lord! I implore your majesty
fit me in with this partisan dynasty
I wish I could learn nothing but to mime
the Art of weaving the yarn of time

The Philosophical

Pursuing the dreams in the avenues of life,
the path where uncertainty is rife,
and the future plans are completely cherished,
as if they would be soon accomplished,

The devastating situations try to refrain,
showing diversions to determined brain,
An unsteady brain asks again and again,
Is it the path you did aim?

The hurdles that really challenge enthusiasm,
as if they just snap with sarcasm,
Compelling one to face back and give up,
but it's not so easy when the lungs are puffed up,

The passionated desires tackle difficulties,
as they believe, "there are limited opportunities"
When they succeed they respect the loyalties
else they console, there are many opportunities

The brain dismays as it might lose,
but giving up is what not to choose
The hurdles of the path are not permanent
be ambitious to change dream into accomplishment