Little hope is needed, to feed
The heart's bud, but great greed to reach the goal which will give and shower thou success deed, indeed.
God Bless the Readers.
My surpise is sure,
When the hold of holy
Is held pious, the sure and pure;
'O the path to power
Is the pathos of lower!
But the path to purpose,
Is thine eternal enrty to repose.
Copyright @ 2006 N.KARTHIKEYAN OSHO
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Poetry by Nagamuthu Osho
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The heart's bud, but great greed to reach the goal which will give and shower thou success deed, indeed.
God Bless the Readers.
Little Tilt
My surpise is sure,
When the hold of holy
Is held pious, the sure and pure;
'O the path to power
Is the pathos of lower!
But the path to purpose,
Is thine eternal enrty to repose.
Copyright @ 2006 N.KARTHIKEYAN OSHO
www.nkarthikeyanosho.com
www.authorsden.com/nagamuthukosho
www.worldpoetrypress.com
Poetry by Nagamuthu Osho
Read 577 times
Written on 2006-09-24 at 18:01
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