The Monk's Song

I am the monk not by birth
I am the monk made by self
Selfless people very few on the earth
Recommend to be strong, as possible don't take any help

I was having lots of desire
Ambition was to get all I want
Wants were unlimited burning peace like fire
Little happiness for achievement, big worry for which I can't

Sometimes failure, sometimes success
No satisfaction in anyone of them
Failure making humble, success making careless
Where is the happiness? What is real gem?

Expecting the same with whatever I had done
Anger and sadness, since unexpected happens most
Doing things with desire is always painful one
Expecting love in return provides sorrow most

Living the life of monk is the best
No pain for loss no anger with anyone
Mind attached with God, life detached with rest
Neither expecting love nor respect in return

No bias with anyone, no appetite for tasty food
People with lovely hearts are my relative
Living with good ones makes feel good
Whatever the life gives I consider it positive

Since everyone is equal in my sight
Beautiful, ugly are not two different things in my life
That's why there is no reason for envy and fight
Without prejudice I follow honesty and truth in life