Please, mind your Words!
Don't spoil them, inflate them
Don't prostrate them
And, do not compromise them!
For they are Gods of our children
Our Past and the Future, deserving Rest
save Respect. As do we - all of us -
Any color stats or class.
A little often values much. A lot is left
For the least, seldom meaning more.
Heaven is greeting the last
- before our first.
As to restore Harmony
The silence speaks with a loud voice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well articulated. Words reflect wisdom and they are also part of our prayers. They are pious. So, 'Please, mind your Words! / To restore Harmony / silence with loud voice speaks.' Great poem.
Thanks for your appreciation, Rajnish