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Fear to Death

Fear to Death

If you question 

Straight thyself,

Commanding pride of trust

Prefere to maintain love,

Resort monotheism

Make the land paradise 

Would receive ne'er

Own assertive voice.

when fear of death

Exists in whole,

Quick forget old differences

Fretful prepense firm release.

Don't care,

About breed and community

None trace

Ground of velocity.

Though well teach

The religion,

He is above mighty one

Only regulate each pericardium,

Universe call His pleasure

Man's power mean nothing

Could e'er leak retired

Let have many logic gorgeous worming.

His angry look invite

Cruelty by innate,

What melodious seen

Guess enjoyed requisite - 

Set on single platform,

Fast evade blind destructive belief

Sail arch over brotherhood 

Cultivate rectitude in live.

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Jimmy Arnold

Good Morning Ravindra,

The mystical meaning of praising our higher powers, loving life and paying all homage and respect to that, which we fear most death...If poems were holes and was measured by its circumference and depth can’t imagine any being deeper than this black hole..The power in your pen is awesome....

Jim

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Ravindra Kumar

Dear sir,

Your benevolent attention towards my deed stimulates my passive soul. Thanks.

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