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Nasarudheen.P. Parameswaran

Rookie - 203 Points (8.8.1952 / Manakad)

A Freedom Talk.


Be not, dear fair, an
independence-dreamer
depending on kings of
poly-pranks Politics
who desert disciples
as Satan, before God.
Be of principled life
living in Lord's Light.
Free of fear is freedom, dear
free from knots of notes
in snail-paced files that
slip or slither in corruption.
Material, not immaterial actual;
Spiritual culture is though virtual.
Soul and body are we not? So
we need wisdom prayer 'nd food.
Be balanced with both beloved
for growth of worthy life, lovely.
There our freedom fairly glare
where we equals feel so, dear..

Submitted: Friday, August 13, 2010
Edited: Tuesday, November 22, 2011

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  • Gold Star - 10,460 Points Ramesh Rai (1/14/2012 4:37:00 AM)

    in ur poem u have exactly stated wisdom needs for freedom talk. with regards (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 125 Points Romeo Della Valle (5/8/2011 9:40:00 AM)

    A well crafted and poignant write! 10+++ You got what it takes to make through the Poetry's World, talent! Keep it up! Love and Peace for always! ... (Report) Reply

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