Holy Mind Is The Nest Of Victory Poem by Pijush Biswas

Halidom,
Our mind,
Should remain prettier than these-
A gardener's pruning trees.
Hence, it's shot, in this big world if
Ever be failed in gruesomeness,
Smiling is
Far better than wheeze
Or, being unkind
Is unfit to reliable home.
A sailor, masted in many a voyages
Deplomatic, often, to the sea
Akin, often, to rewrite
History, page to pages;
Not hits of waves nor rages
Nor unfulfillment,
Make him pitier than wee.
A failing life is count-worthy,
If failure touches mind
Or, by dint of it's light
Life is unannihilated
Or, mind seeks peace in fight;
As peace follows holiness,
Victory not behind.