Once he feared every omen; tick'ng Big Ben
thundered cannons and mind's filled with demons.
Lived he phobias unfounded and unknown.
Inane adversities even; sent cold sweat down
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the path of the illuminated is hard and painful, but the reward is sweet and refreshing... we have so much to learn of this kind of philosofy here on the west. brilliant work friend.
sir, this is one of my favourite poems of yours.....brilliant in every aspect
Those who are equal to enemy and friend, pleasure and pain and calm in loss and gain is indeed free in this very life...............A living king Janaka........Good Write...10+++