You need no rest till the end.
Blunt as a stone, sharp as a knife -
You'll meet people at every bend.
Some like Nerium be, some be like Roses -
Some kill like Judas, some suffer like Moses.
Some wear crowns made of thorn -
While some make thorns their crown.
Some light up a darkened morn -
While some complain with a frown.
Be what you are, be what you must be -
Don't fear when people loudly boast.
Like high swelling waves of the sea -
They finally crash upon the coast.
Prasenjit©2022
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