Satisfaction
Just a poem...

It is not permanent.
If that happens, growth suffers.
That very moment, satisfaction pilfers.
Grey cells start to ‘grey’.
Brain becomes emptiness’ prey.
Nothing is looked forward to.
No work is left to do.
Dangerous is this condition.
That could lead to depression.
Satisfaction prevents greed.
This is its greatest deed!
It can reach the heart.
It does no harm.
Let it not come to head.
Active ‘greys’ get rusted to bleed.
Ambition falters in this station.
It gets difficult to reach its destination.
Satisfaction suits certain conditions.
For rest, it is a painful situation.
This is not a prediction or premonition.
Its’ purely a factual presentation.
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