Born not to fill just graveyard
A man without any ambition
Borns just to fill graveyards.
Wasting time in playing cards
Isn't reproductive for his life.
Creativite should be, motto of life.
Idealogy that he intends to hold
Must nurture the whole world.
With purfume of humanity.
Try to be a spirit of inspiration
For your companions around you.
No one cares, if you don't dare
To programme a new venture, here,
By Tulsi Shrestha
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