All silent achievers are not boisterous
To create blemish to beauty of art ever!
The coterie few in a group praise even
The rubbish intellectual stuffs insipid!
The image of such boasters blows away
In the passage of time after inflation like
The colourful balloons seemingly shining!
But the solid one never makes much sound!
The lovers of truth and followers of wisdom
Surely praise in more numbers later on
As curing concrete becoming stronger ever
The best works of art as time passes on...!
Noble metals never lose lustre as dubious
Ones vanishing from sight later in life time!
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