All wise men are always full
The misfits are mixture of nil!
He is futile who does not fall
At his wise feet who knew all! There are no curved paths
In the knowledge of ocean!
It is clean and clear thoughts
Which we all have to restrain!
It is a weapon defying foe’s
And firm like the new forts!
The Fools may cover the wise
Like the sun the wise will rise!
Learned have eyes on face
Fools are having two sores!
When we learn more and more
Like the spring knowledge flows!
All lands are learner’s own
Till death let learning go on!
Like the poor rich must lean
Before wise to make wise thine!
Dual of nature is in the sphere
Many are in materials pleasure!
Some are in wisdom treasure
This Nature will always be here!