Never Speak Loud

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Never speak loud As it does not seem sound Feel proud but conceal As its reflection may spoil deal Good or bad is destined by him The energy is formed by beam That comes direct by way of blessings You can be made poor or king So never claim any credit Feel and happy and greet Accept the glory and bow with honor As it is lord that is your real mentor It will not take even minute To make you completely mute You will see it helplessly But unable to speak forcefully “I did this and I did that” In fact it is not you but your fate He has graced you the occasion So never remain under any kind of confusion

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