Madhanala Shaila Prasad

Let not be moved one,

Nothing leaves you insane,

Critics may demean you more.

when you grow wilder,

things will grow little sober.

Nothing can stop you,

Nor can destroy you.

Louder your work,

will shorter your concerns for others.   

Rejoice yourself in delight,

Sober not in hurdles,

As driving motives may change,

but not dreams once occupy,

they remain, ever same.

Memories may live long,

but critics’ view lives short.

Justice may delay,

but not denied,

once in full moon,

your feathers may catch the sky,

still critics speaks do around.  



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