.seven Poem by Vidyadhar Durgekar

.seven

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Seven is a number truly divine
It is dearer to the heart of mine
As is the gift to humanity of thine
Like petals of flower divine

Seven is a number to ponder
Among many there are seven world wonders
They are human works without any blunder
To their beauty mighty have surrendered

Among thousands there are colors seven,
They appear in the form of rainbow even,
During moist rainy & sunny noon,
Like a garland in the sky for stars & sun;

Since there are in a week days seven,
Seven are the openings in our head even,
It was the favorite number of genius Newton,
Even though he saw many prescribed only seven

They say we have seas seven
Beyond the continents of seven
It is also adored by gamblers even
It is often revered as lucky seven

Not mention of seven deadly sins
Believed by Inana queen of heaven
Seven is the smallest happy number
It appears on the novel of Perry Mason

There were seven deities of Romans
There are Seven Gods of luck in Japan
Jesus spoke his last seven words
‘Thou hath why forsaken me My Lord’

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