And Speak

Forget language and speak
Forget sight and see.
Pull or push be a bush
Beauty or ugly have muse.
Small and fancy
Love is ocean of mercy.
Rain is good in field forest
Sunrise is beautiful at earliest.
It is time to begin
We must go within, come in.
Do not give up dream
With dream you become society's cream.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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