Lonely Saint

Obstinate determination to stay aloof, Repelling utmost to worldly pleasure, Not a conqueror but a preacher; Yes I've surmised my living by your alms. Singing my own phantom of godliness, An insane freak on your street, I 'l stunned you with my bizarre talk; Riddles are only my amulet to allure the crowd. My search [...]



And there it is Sun with his beams, Rain with his flock of tiny droplets, Path paved with his way to destiny; Foliage paralled to a side of the way There,there hemmed in by the roof An umbrella where underneath is me🤪