Madan Mohan Upadhyay Poet Quatrain

Let's Make It Heaven

Let's turn odd to even
By binding count of seven 
Hold the soul of eleven 
Let's make it heaven 

Let's embrace the blaze of oven
The glaze in the manner of solemn
Go go- getter from the craven
Let's make it heaven

Let's make the mash proven
Continue as radiantly woven
Etch the amour, was graven 
Let's make it heaven...
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Beata Agustin September 6, 2024 at 11:47 PM I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.