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Jun 2013
Moment soon the soul whimper,
                 Hesitate to touch mighty feet;
Lose mettle idle crafty plot hover
                 And steep mind loyal rational heat:
Sure cling he each bums bend.
By stretching own hands smugly surround.

Neither sophism could impress him;
                 Nor pile of offerings delight,
Need not hold, pity merge gleam,
                 His traces are above all bright,
His hideous growl exposes hazard dis-quest
His blessing washes our shabby resist.

When some receive his blessings...
                 Look hundredfold ideas dense success;
Distrust not life shows dreary happenings
                 Seem sadden cry in screaming guess,
Haply disturb prudent at perplexity wink
What promotes occult utilitarian ward link.
Necessity of elder's blessings in human life.
Ravindra Kumar
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Ravindra Kumar  Kanpur
(Kanpur)   
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