Life Is But A Roaring Stream - Poem by Vivek Tiwari
Life is but a roaring stream
Where upon this boat is to swim
This boat of carporal frame
Now the boatman has to hail is
To swim and gain the holiest bank
Where the Light welcomes the voyage
And the Mightest Sun sparkles the rays.
If his (boatman) hands solec and weaken
He shall sink in black streams
For no life, no breathing around
Far-fetching darkness, suffocation surrounds.
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