gajanan mishra

Gold Star - 34,112 Points (3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Rising High - Poem by gajanan mishra

Rising high
Is there
In my luck.

Expansion is
There only
In my love.

I have my
Own umbrella
In heat and in rain.

It is love and
It is truth wherein
My labor is not in vain.

O my dear, I know
We are herding together.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Making friendship with God

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  • Rookie - 144 Points Rubab Atwal (12/30/2013 12:31:00 AM)

    amazing poem once again...beautifully expressed (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 29, 2013



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