Dwight
- Hashtag Kalakar
- Jan 23, 2025
- 1 min read
By Gurveer Singh Sandhu
On a Day of Resentful Sorrow,
A little happiness I could borrow.
Met a Man, his name was ‘Dwight’,
Shining sun later a gloomy night.
Moved ahead he, asked me name
Told him that, sure I said ‘no game’.
Met a Man, his name was ‘Dwight’
Carried a book, that was white.
Wield his pen, he wrote it down,
The world then seem so happy around.
Met a Man, his name was ‘Dwight’
Smile so bright as a Godly Might.
By Gurveer Singh Sandhu
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