Sonnet: The Man Of Pride

O man of pride, do come down from your heights!
’Tis lonely sitting in a chair like that;
The dizziness could cause you sleepless nights;
Please condescend, come down to us to chat.

Pride kills a man before he truly dies;
Pride poisons minds in stealthily a style;
Pride generates in men just ‘pseudo-highs’,
And makes a man unfit to walk life’s mile.

Remember, all are human beings first;
Well treat others in humane ways, you can;
The heart of pride would like a dam-old, burst
The man with pride cannot be content, man!

Pride steals the energy to guide others,
And only serves to torment all brothers.

9-14-2001

by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

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Comments (3)

Just superb .please keep writing and sharing. My line if thoughts are just the same.
nop not cool pride is always a good thing
Nicely Written! !