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English Poetry


Write when you feel
feel when you write.
For there lies the seal
of emotions bright or contrite.

It rains when the sky is overcast
tears when welled do drop at last.
Anger peaked would surely outburst,
iron exposed too much finds a coat of rust.

The rivers that we see as it flows quiet
are the tears shed by the mountains.
Emerging out of the chilly, snowy night
into a serpentine vast and many fountains.

What’s meant to be yours would be yours
nothing powerful can snatch your destiny.
Just continue in humility your daily chores
though may have gone find opportunities many.


One Comment

  1. Gion Gion says:

    Krishna,
    a very relaxing? read. I am searching for a word to describe the serenity? quietness? that this poem brings.
    Each couplet is quotable. There is a sense of peace to be had from reading this poem,
    Fergus

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