Poem by kalke anawkam
you’ve nothing to fear,
Strengthen your soul,
with your fighting spear..
Making your message,
quite krystal klear..
So even the dead, & the deaf will hear..
Even the blind, will steer..
Closer to you, year by year..
The path alone, you choose to walk,
Whilst others watch & tend to mock,
Transforming your soul, into solid rock,
But the rainbow, within you,
Continues to bloom,
Erasing the shadows, of infinite gloom,
Giving the fools, plenty of room,
To assume & presume,
That danger may loom…
Yet your soul is as pure as the river,
That resembles a sewer…
Where millions flock and jump of the dock
Into the river of purified souls
Filling the pockets of infinite holes,
Fullfillment of the celestial goals.
As the heavens above take their toll..
Through your verbal herbal scroll…
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