Love Is Strength

Poem By George MacDonald

Yes, I too feel pain
Piercing thousands draggers
Millions cinders rain
It's more than that of beggars
Who beg but never gain

My mind isn't really calm
It mourns too when alone
To soothe it seems no psalm
Quite fatigued am I in tone
And pleasures almost gone

Just listen O Goddess of destiny!
Once diamond too lived like coal
Keep sending millions pains to me
Still I will keep shuffling to my goal

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A poem that expresses your gratefulness for life. Thought provoking with a powerful and suited photo.
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Great imagery. Wonderful lines. Prabhakar, congratulations on Poem Of The Day!


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