Shirstee Singh
‘Let the sun rise and shine,
The work pending
Wait for some more time…
Sleep… my dear sleep,
Let your languorous self
Get some rest deep.
Labour not,
Neither let a sweat drop.
In cloy comfort of you zone be.
Can you hear me? Just sleep.’
Whispered Demon iniquitously.
‘Rise and shine…
Call this day mine.
To the fields you must go
Trees for tomorrow you must sow.
Toil, let sweat flow like a river,
Hard work always delivers!
Let not lassitude catch up
With vitality fill your cup;
Tighten up your sinew
Explore the glorious view
Respire the air crisp
Can you hear me?’ Asked the Angel
With vehemence brisk.
This is so well written! I like the tussle between the angel and devil !
thankyou so much Rianka !
Beautiful one Shirstee 💚 It’s on us which voice we want to listen to.
yes the war between the good and bad is always there in all of us… it’s what we choose to hear.
Beautifully expressed! The battle👌👌
thankyou Sonali
Beautiful Shirstee
thankyou 🙂
Beautiful tussle…well worded Shristee the voice of angel nudging us to achieve rise and shine.
Thankyou Aradhna for your warm words!
Remember my mother after reading this beautiful poem.She always motivated me to move one step ahead
awww that’s so nice to know! Moms always want the best for the kids… universal fact. 🙂
The conflict between angel and demon, sensibility and lethargy is so well expressed.
thankyou Ma’am
Lovely read this is Shirstee ..
thankyou Preeti 🙂
Great voice of conscience. Very well written!
Beautiful. #rulfy
Wow! Different advice from different people.
I had missed that out
Wow! You are so right…angels and demons resides in us and we have to make the choice to whom we should listen to.
Lovely