Where there is will, there is a way
Where there is skill, there is a say
Where there's no life, there is no strife
Where there's no strife, there is decay
Ere there is charity to begin at home
Ensure no bill you have to pay
Go east or west, home is the best
For a long time nowhere you should stay
Though beauty needs no ornaments
Yet make-up is done for display
The best policy is honesty
It may be though to one's dismay
Though it's never too late to mend
But one may have died of delay
Lo, time and tide wait for no man
Keep slothfulness always at bay
Cut your cloth according to your cloth
Long is the work -- - short is the day
Love makes one fit for any work
Love me, love my dog. Don't betray
When the cat is away, the mice will play
When wives are away, husbands hurray
Catch all your hares but don't cook them
Lay them up for a rainy day
While the iron is hot, you must strike
When the sun is shining, do make hay
You must put off till tomorrow
The work you cannot do today
Idle brain is devil's workshop
Do work or read or write or play
I really liked the lyrical rhyhme in this poem. It is a good idea, incorporating cliche with lines of rhyhme. Thanks for posting Iqbal, hope all is well with you and your family...
I loved the line when wives are away husband's hurray. That was funny to me. Pretty good stuff.
Hi Iqbal That poem was very cleverly done! Great work..... it read so well... Thanks for sharing. Roz