poetry

Jataka Bandi

Enslaved

In life’s dance, resources hold sway,
To tend to health, to nourish each day,
Shelter and sustenance, essential they be,
Yet wealth alone won’t set you free.

But wield it wisely, let it thrive,
Put it to work, let goodness arrive,
Not enslaved by riches, but guided with care,
To uplift others, a wealth we share.
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Fear free

In daring leaps, our dreams take flight,
Risking danger, seizing light.
Safety’s shield, our guiding hand,
Evading perils, as we planned.

With measured steps, we brave the night,
Accomplishing, in fearless might.
For in the dance of chance, we see,
The secret of our victory.
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Old love

Hold the old, a treasure true,
Embrace the past, in every hue.
Hold the new, a vision wild,
Embrace the future, like a child.

In age’s grace, wisdom unfurled,
In youth’s embrace, dreams whirl.
Blend the ages, with hearts beguiled,
Hold the old and hold the new, reconciled.
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