Posted by: Prem Piyush | January 5, 2006

The Beginning


Let’s move to a distant horizon,
Guiding stars are senior citizen.

Above the ego and the pride,
Brother’s smile is really wide.

The urgent call of humanity,
World – a family, the divinity.

Beyond those paper boundaries,
We are little peace emissaries.

Who is alone, give him a hand,
Don’t worry, if you need to bend.

Wipe the foe’s tears, if you can,
Few sweet words do reflect again.

The high is peak, rise is stiff,
Call Him dear, have a belief.

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