Thursday 12 November 2015

Inspiration Makes thee dance with Pen

Inspiration makes thee dance with pen
Sing with words,laugh with pain
When thou weep,it wipes out thy tears
When thou frightened,it soothes thy fears

When faith,in this world,leave thee alone
When darkness makes thee forlorn
In thy path,it lights the lamp of hope
In this darkness,it makes a way of life's crop

When thou get nothing after day labour
It creates a ground for thee to play forever
And thou perform thy role with greater power
Never expect any fruit in return thy share

In a battle,when two fight with each other
One has to hug the loss,nothing is left further
Then,it makes the wounded take the sword
Till the last,he keeps fighting on the board

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