There was a youngster
Scared of inferiority monster.
He was called a looser
Yet wanted to prosper.
But the poverty demon
Would not allow to go on.
One day he met a spirit
'Fear me not ', it said
And a sword he laid
'Fight with this'!
Said he an' vanished.
The sword was knowledge
So huge, had to be carried on sledge
He used it wherever he went
After such few years he spent
Now brave was the scholar
Not scared of anything sinster.
Once again a wonderful poem. Knowledge is the powerful weapon which rise one person beyond expectation. One knows how to use knowledge for living a life. Beautiful presentation. Loved it.
A lovely write reminding us the immense power of knowledge in the journey of life.Thanks for sharing
Knowledge is a powerful weapon to defeat the formidable enemies of life and win victory over everything! A knowledgeable person is respected everywhere! Great write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Paid with the muse of life! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.