The easiest outlook is a complaint
In times of turmoil as the heart grows faint
A grumble may come out quite smoothly
As on the surface it quietly grows
Deeper still it is a drain
A drain from which I dread to tread
Though tread would seem like a saunter by the beach
Or better still a brisk to yet reach
The gardens yonder in the cool of afternoon breeze
So my tongue for now I choose to hold
Still as complaint may escape and fold
Into treacherous twists and the heart make cold
Cold as nights that stray into winter
Winter for now at bay will I keep
Hence peace in place of complaint may sleep.
PePa
PePa 
Complaining in any manner doesn’t helps, one should be keen on finding the solution himself or herself
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I love the way you threaded each thought into such a fluid and cohesive structure. I’ve often complained in the past and I realized it was nothing but a pointless waste of breath. Keep moving forward has now become my mantra. Lovely write Pepa ❣️
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Am glad you took time to read it and get into depth…Yeah never seen any need to complain as no solution is
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True that, complaining will never make any circumstance better! Wonderfully penned!!
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Damn, the flow in your words goes so smoothly with your thoughts!
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Thanks a lot buddy…you lost little brat.Where you been?
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Haha, I’ve been under a dark cave with a lantern illuminating only my books that I have to study for entrance exams. 😄 And I’ll retreat to my cave, but I’ll enjoy the daylight for a while. 😄 How have you been, sir?
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Hahahahahah I will take away the darkness so you don’t need the darkness no more..So you shall sit out in the light where the world will be your only books and God your illuminating grace.
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I have been well and blessed.Missed hearing from you.
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😄 No worries about that, I will catch up what I missed soon!
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Awesome bro.My lil bro went back to school so I def need another one to nag me over here.Hahaha
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