BEYOND THE GOLDEN GATES
Golden words on a silver plate
Was written by the river,
Ahead lay the golden gates
Yet, unknown was the giver.
As I strive to grow up
By letting other friends down,
Only mine and mine above
With my own philosophical crown.
Far afar had I walked
By keeping my eyes above,
Malice and pride had I gained
Forgetting self-sacrifice and love.
As I ventured the golden words
Written on the silver plate,
Joy, love and great rewards
Prevailed beyond the golden gates.
By: Khirod Dalpati
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