A Leaf from Nature

The arms that bears the sweat
The eyes that look pale
The throat that needs water to drink
Is the man in the field who sees great sights
That resembles divine beauty
On whoose hand sweat flows
And drops on ground
Where seeds are sown by his hand
Where nature smell arouse
When in field he sits and look around
In sublime silence hears only his beat of heart
Is the only man who felt and enjoy divine work of art.

Great Men

Difficulties arouse to those rose,
Who arouse from thorny bush of rose.
Pluck the flower of others ,
Is the duty of brothers.
You pluck thousand,
They bloom ten thousand.
That might be the nature
Of some creatures.
Such was the men
Who became great men.