My real Life Story ...
‘Yes I write poems ‘ I said
But no one was ready to accept.
When I wrote my first poem ‘MY DEATH’, everyone were shocked.
But still my poem rocked.
I just needed encouragement,
I was ready to fly.
But no one paid attention,
They thought that I cannot even give it a try.
I heard someone said- ‘ Who will support you ?’
But I knew that one day my dreams will come true.
And that ‘one day’ is today !!
When I pick calls from America,
E-mails from many countries,
When people invite me to write for their website.
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