....Horizon....
My eyes doesn't go as far as my mind
I look ahead always
As much I look at the hind..
Length doesn't matter
As much quality does..
Poetry is not
More important that the prose..
What eludes always
Is not so important as we treat..
Quality is the issue
The finer side let's try to meet....
Every step counts
End never justifies the means
It is means my dear
Never run after whatever shines..
The pole star that glitters
The aim ahead that awaits....
The horizon is far ahead and always twitters
The smiles in your face are the real thing that have weights..
©®BY SACHIDANAND MISHRA
My eyes doesn't go as far as my mind
I look ahead always
As much I look at the hind..
Length doesn't matter
As much quality does..
Poetry is not
More important that the prose..
What eludes always
Is not so important as we treat..
Quality is the issue
The finer side let's try to meet....
Every step counts
End never justifies the means
It is means my dear
Never run after whatever shines..
The pole star that glitters
The aim ahead that awaits....
The horizon is far ahead and always twitters
The smiles in your face are the real thing that have weights..
©®BY SACHIDANAND MISHRA
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