That night
I saw the high and severe mountain
In my dreadful vision,
It created harsh obstacle to my journey,
The dark enemies laughed at me,
They discouraged me saying,
"You can never overcome it, "
But I told them vehemently,
"I will surely overcome
The high and precipitous mountain
With my powerful wings of poesy."
Poesy! ! ! Muse of the mountain! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Dear Anjandev, very soon you will cross 5000 mark. All your poems are so cute. Keep writing without expecting anything.