Respect
A Feeling, in the Name of Respect
It is no less than the winds,
It is no less than the storms.
Even a lifeless soul
Sits holding its name.
It is not just a single word,
Rather, the ocean of words
Fills silently.
It comes like a storm,
And settles in the heart like a fragrance.
It leaves an effect
Like a sweet voice,
And gives peace
Like the cool breeze.
That word is Honor,
That word is Respect.
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