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Kanimozhi Vijayakumar Poem
My beautiful wings
This makes me fly in air,
This looks fair.
This gives me new birth,
on this beautiful earth.
This brings me triumph,
This makes to triumphal.
This takes me to fairies,
Who, stays in good hearts.
This makes me bold
to live in the world.
Yes, My Beautiful Wings -Knowledge
Copyright © Kanimozhi Vijayakumar | Year Posted 2019
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Kanimozhi Vijayakumar Poem
Words have power to rule,
Words have power to end.
Select of wise makes the choice.
Words can become sweet,
Words can become sour,
Select of wise makes the choice.
Words bring love when sweet,
Words bring hate when sour
Select of wise makes the choice.
Words show magic in life,
Words are boring at times.
Select of wise makes the choice.
Words care and love,
Words conflict and fire.
Select of wise makes the choice.
Words raise people up,
Words lower people down.
Select of wise makes the choice.
Lot of words out there,
Once spoken out,
Can’t get back in.
Select wisely and make the decision.
Peace or war??????
Words are at par.
Copyright © Kanimozhi Vijayakumar | Year Posted 2019
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