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Destiny

Waking, like birds, walking, running, rushing, pushing, Working, like horse or donkey; earning day's living; Colleagues, friends, even foes; a little bit of name, If I move stones unmoved, I might get some scant fame; Where will wheels of existence move beyond this rut? What's the meaning, purpose, goal - beyond this shut-hut? Chalices of trifles of troubles, turmoil, loses, Physical psychic head-heart stress that imposes; Conflicts, disputes, cock-hen like, dog-barks-like disputes, Mindless grins, scrupulous remarks which have no roots; Those smiles; guileless laughs; malice-less naughty nix-moves, Intertwined like thread of nucleus, same truth proves...! Anxieties, hurts and pains, like broken wings, flap, These, like dragnets or hunters-holes do our strength trap; Choosing spiritual paths that boldly hold God, Senses, inner mind, and third vision in concord; Rivulet of Ganges, that in subtle routes flows, Should reach the sea of endless ages, with entire glow...! 19 January 2022,

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Date: 1/21/2022 11:41:00 PM
Back to your poem with Congratulations on your great win, Chris !
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Date: 1/21/2022 11:13:00 AM
You did very very well with this poem that looks like a brand new one written for Brian's contest. Big congrats to you.
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Christuraj Alex
Date: 1/21/2022 10:48:00 PM
Thank you very much.
Date: 1/19/2022 11:37:00 PM
Through the pains, tests and the gloom inflicted on life by others and oneself, we have to flow as a stream and finally merge in the ocean of eternity.... That's our purpose in life. Great thoughts Chris !
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Date: 1/21/2022 10:48:00 PM
Thank you very much.