Poetry

The greatness of hard work

 The greatness of hard work

hard work Taqreli. Feeds flowers from thirsty millet. Playful 4 Every field of the field becomes a ruler,
the gold of the plains is silver, the fields are hard, and today the hand of the human being is on the moon and the stars.

I don’t know how many thorns broke at their feet.
The villagers were sitting in the cool shade of the banyan tree

Some give honour, greatness, and strength to mankind,
whose faces are full of dirt, whose hands have blisters

The grains are picked and brought to the newspapers,
then people burn them in the markets

(Syed Zameer Jafri Author )

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