Slogan About War -24
No one wins in war, In war, what wins is destruction. -------------------- Poet : Dr.Goutam Kumar Mallick
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Poem : Love Above All
God said, I gave you a head --- keep it cool. Inside the head I placed a brain ---- Keep it sharp. I gave you a pair of eyes ----- learn to see far. I gave you a nose, but don't go poking it Into every matter ! All that the ears hear, don't always send it via nerves to the brain. Some words you hear in the right ear --- let them pass out directly through the left. Don't lean only on your forehead and leave your hands idle. Remember --- the skin you wear is human skin. I gave you a heart ----- So love.
Poem : Where Eyes Speak
(Photo Credit Dana Sredojevic, free download From pexels.com) If the mirror reflects the face, The eyes mirror the soul. The heart reads the language of the eyes, Not the words of the lips. It is the speech of the eyes that remains. ----------//// Poet : Dr. Goutam Kumar ,Mallick
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