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Mine of gold
Are stories untold
As you each unearth,
Secrets of life and death,
Unfold of fairies and princess
To potters and goddess.
Mine of ore
Are books of lore.
As you each page flip,
And to infer stop,
Knowledge and creativity refine
To perspective and ideas redefine.
Mine is a mind
Wandering to realms find
Of passion and satisfaction
To learn and unlearn
Ideas and ideologies churn
To take every chances and turn
Mine and yours
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Mine of gold
Are stories untold
As you each unearth,
Secrets of life and death,
Unfold of fairies and princess
To potters and goddess.
Are books of lore.
As you each page flip,
And to infer stop,
Knowledge and creativity refine
To perspective and ideas redefine.
Mine is a mind
Wandering to realms find
Of passion and satisfaction
To learn and unlearn
Ideas and ideologies churn
To take every chances and turn
Combine here
Read my blog
And comment here
To connect with me
And give feedback,
No matter positive or set back.
Nicely written, Malavikka. Indeed, riches are best found in books. If only we would exercise our minds more vigorously...
ReplyDeletexcellent malavikka
ReplyDeleteWell written Malavikka. Such a beautiful poetry , this!
ReplyDeleteM -Men are from Mars
Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings,
ReplyDeleteConquer all mysteries by rule and line,
Empty the haunted air, the gnomed mine-
Unweave a rainbow.
Keats.
I feel proud to think that you are MINE
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