Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Four arms six elements


Four arms six elements
Six seasons seven days
Eight procedures nine blue
Ten doors eleven tweleve intelligence
Thirteen you can find goodness
Passions and ignorance
East west north south four books
Likewise in a month full growth
Skeleton in one and half month
In three month nose ears face
Earth air fire skin and the body
Life is there in four months
And in five started praying O God.

Submitted: Saturday, March 30, 2013

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This about evolution of life
in mother's womb.
From four days to five months.

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