A Beacon Poem by Mangesh Janbandhu

It is a beacon who beckon me
It hasn't made feint and fee

Be mind fecund make worthy hand
It's able to repair life's wellworn
Win the welkin conquer the land
Life is sword you ought to sworn

It's a journey of joy and sorrow
Have to abide habile in dark
Feel alive the desires barrow
Where yo go remain the spark

You may trap attract by the myth
You may slip on posh road
But stand and travel with faith
You may only your inner goad.

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