Tell me,how are pleasures there
Do you hear the surfing waves
Retreating and again harnessing.
Are you abreast with the boisterious;
Relishing the noise of pleasure,
Scuffing the shore sand diving on brine water.
Ah! Friend telepathy the response
With no mimic gestures,scrawl writing
Or any movement that may tell-tale.
Tell me,how are pleasures there
Are you entrapped on a sweet
Surrender!Panoramic ocean forth
And a mountain at side beautiful.
Are the meals there divinely aromatic
And scrumptious heavenly;
Do you devour skews,towering puddings
And mouth-watering desserts.
Here friend,restive boredom rules
Unruly with stagnation:
A savage duet whose work is to mock,
Till twilight ends the day.
Tell me,how are pleasures there
Do you play frivolously
All mirthful day leapfrogging from
One joy to another
Then to-morrow,repeating this again.
I must say goodbye,
I am nearing the bottom of the page;
I cannot wait for Sunday,
Ay!don`t let the temper temerity subdue.
