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Sathyaji, your poem makes me to remember those lines - many a beautiful flower blooms by the wayside unseen, to waste its fragrance in the desert air! But the sacrifices made by those dedicated people must have earned them a place within His divine fold! - Raj Nandy
sir. I applaud you on this. I too would be immortal.
A noble write reminding us about all the unsung heroes who have left a footprint and yet remain unknown...
I absolutely respect the fact that you not only acknowledge the famous heroes but also the fameless. It actually made me realise a lot of things. thank you for that =]
an unknown heroes.. what so mysterious is he.. a great piece..
i'm sure you know those heroes very well, and your gratefulness is sublime; all of us have some hero... but some times we just don't know how to show such tribute....10
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I would like to translate this poem
invisible are the hands of millions of nameless, faceless who toil to make things work for us. very succinct and powerful tribute. how many realoise this... this is what i was getting at in my Haiku A fool's paradise'. you have humility and sense of gratitude and awareness of nothingness of man. 10 Mamta