RitualA Poem by Archishman Rick
The traditionally wise,
I respect your enterprise, Involving stern ritual, With faith that speaks mutual. But how is your holy fight, In cryptic depths of the night, When there is silent uprise, Where strugglers ponder demise. Values upheld to be true, Wager how fortunes ensue, Who thought the arms of just law, Would safekeep each hiding flaw. Show them what they wish to see, With freedom of ecstasy, So every bite on thick dust, Can feed their hunger for trust. With great events taking place, We carry our master race, But show me sweet ritual, Where there is faith mutual. © 2021 Archishman RickFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on April 30, 2021 Last Updated on April 30, 2021 AuthorArchishman RickWest Bengal, IndiaAboutA fellow in my mid twenty's, I have a knack to challenge myself mentally and physically. I aim to find, and trust the worth in the things which present themselves in life. I like to write rhythmic, m.. more..Writing
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