The power of change liberates the crowded mind,
Nourishes and purifies the thoughts of mankind;
The leaves change their colors , they fall and grow;
It is resisted by a frowned raised reluctant eyebrow;
The change rejuvenates and the life it conditions,
Realising the real importance of the gone done;
It’s the law of Mother Nature that no one can breach,
Flowing in its magical mystical rhythm we enrich.
Copyright 2015 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh
Awesome
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Thank you Mr.Nisthur
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You are welcome!
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Ur starting is nice
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Thank you so much
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nice poem…..
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Thank you deepti
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Flowing in its magical mystical rhythm we enrich…very true…change is imperative for our growth…a lovely poem !
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Thank you Mr.Asm
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Sophisticated poem…I like it
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Thank you so much
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Reblogged this on wwwpalfitness.
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Thank you so much
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You’re welcome
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Very Intriguing Chitkala!
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Thank you shriraj!!
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U are nothing short of a pro :p
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Thank you so much
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😉 😀
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Thanks for the like on Cry of the Imp. I’ll be visiting here again.
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Welcome and thanks for visiting!
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It is the only motivation for kiving in this world. Happy Change 🙂
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Thanks for commenting on my poem😊
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