Lucky Charm.... Poem by Varsha M

Often we lock things for security
But sometimes we chain quality.

Often times some ego is best
But uncontrolled one disgust.

Often our conscience greet sweet
But ego mix ruin all with fret.

Often our soul serve goodness
But ego eye its humility & gentleness.

Often we miss our best move
Since ego lost control of Rove.

Often ego shield the gold
As conscience & soul stood gyved.

Often pulling down our ego big
Reflect true self as a sweet fig.

Often I imagine this tricolour union
As ego finds b'tween conscience & soul, mention.

Often loneliness invite disgust
But friendship abate all curse best.