Serenity ruled its base form
Abundance lured his common rays
Mighty hands that warmth its part
Wish to merge in thy art
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Life is a track of plotted tact. Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing thisd poem with us. E.K.L.
Life is a track of plotted tact Silent voyage specific always Superiority never excel in its way Grace it with hands of goodness Never guard him with those terror hands As he guards all unit with wisdom! ! ! Great thoughts nicely presented..........10
Never guard him with those terror hands As he guards all unit with wisdom! ! ! Taking recourse to terrorism on the pretext of guarding ones religion is the height of hypocrisy. As you have very rightly pointed out, God has the wherewithal and the power to care of Himself. Excellent write.
Never guard him with those terror hands As he guards all unit with wisdom! ! ! Taking recourse to terrorism on the pretext of guarding ones religion is the height of hypocrisy. As you have very rightly pointed out, God has the wherewithal and the power to care of Himself. Excellent write.
One and the only one Master to control very nice _Forget the past as an opportunist Started to control the supreme wisdom thank you very much
Forget the past as an opportunist Started to control the supreme wisdom Swathed the warmth as a winner Lost the self in senseless conflict Fall to the lower part of world Without conscience in senses..........deep feeling with clear picture. Attractive composition. High standard word choice. Many thanks madam.