Adikaran's Poetry

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My mother told me the story

Of a little boy who lived in my town

But I am not sure whether

I believed it or not.


There was this handsome young boy

Destined to rule the town

He was one of the futile and proud child.


He always gave self importance

and often talked highly of his merit

He often laughed loudly and made fun of others


One day he got a spell  from a furious witch

Now he sits forlorn just waiting for death

In darkness without any help.


I knew God wanted all his children to be humble

But many felt in this competitive world

a bit of perseverance was required  

to move forward in your life.


I knew it is one of the dangerous

Disease on the earth and it would harm you

where as humbleness and humility would take you

to your destination