The poet loves
To live in his own pleasant realm,
That's the peaceful abode for him,
Someone praises him,
Someone criticises him,
But he moves on his own way,
Like a free flowing river
And it gives him immense pleasure,
Poetic world is the best realm of all,
Only a poet can feel it.
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