When soul flies
We helplessly try
And witness
With sad face]
The poet has gone
After having done
Best part
With humble start
He has remained down to earth
Till the time of his death
Always put words to strengthen struggle
For the benefit of people
So people remember
And offer
All kind of prayers
So he become famous and lone star
You are taken to new height
That is in fold of divine light
The name shall last forever
People shall always remember
Some of the poets who wrote for people's freedom and justice are immortal souls through their great works.
Poets legacy lives on long after their gone 18 minutes ago by stoicpoet166 cardinal | Reply
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When soul flies We helplessly try And witness