Round goes the wheel of fortune.
At times 
it whirls out of tune.
Overlapping all misfortunes.
Most times it falls short of tune.
Invigorating a sordid attune.
Fortune is temporarily tuned.
A blind dependence sets a discordant tune.
Creating a strain out of tune.
Releasing an unpleasant swoon.
Condemning a struggle all too s
To be blessed is a fortune.
Many do not fall into the tune.
Hard work never goes astray of the tune.
Sincerity ushers a lovely tune.
These indemnify a perfect tune.
Meenas Poems 