He wobbled all the time he had,for all his life was a pit,where there he faced undigested and murky life problems .
He could not thrive for achieving his aims,
His life was bucket in every steps and that blurred almost his time,
His family had with intense derision, his wife conceived arrogance
Most of his days he had gone with quaff
On one had gone with him, he had a few friends, but they did not thrive for his
Inner dolour and did not hear his inner clamour,
He had good dreams that shared with his friends,
He had with high itch but he failed to keep
His mind became grit,
His wife only idol was money,
He had only the stinted time that came to a full stop ,
But only is he could not thrive his life.
Let's not thrive for the lust to wealth,
Respect is the good adoration. Cherish it at every nook and cranny.