Words always come in mind and strike
With all that openness to imbibe
Yet it is not called poetry
It is simple mind’s oratory
It has been general tendency
To put views across simply
Wait for response from readers
And then feed the stuff with offers
It has cut through medium
With effect minimum
But it has created large impact
With speaking word’s act
It flows smoothly like water
As river rushes to alter
Make slow and gentle touch to the bank
With no hostility to for boats to sink
So sharpness comes with intellectual grip
That always helps to keep
And penetrate even hardest rock
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Words always come in mind and strike With all that openness to imbibe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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