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That is not safe
That`s not Safe
I dared to battle with the wild thunder
Where flashes of lightning could blind the eyes,
Where I escaped being torn asunder
And darkish clouds veiled the crest of the sky;
In this inner tempest that wrecked my heart
Every burst of wild wind echoed deep pains
Tearing the strata of my heart apart
While I struggled with stinging stress and strains.
If woeful storms turn the days into night,
Will summer sweet sunshine be far away
To spread its glow on earth and shed its light,
To guide man along the virtuous way.
Battling with thunder, I learnt that`s not safe
With due lessons learnt, this can be vouchsafed.
Copyright ©
Krishnanand Guptar
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