Thursday, July 30, 2020

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I remember my good old day
When I begged to go out to play
And a slight nod on my mother's face
Brightened light on my face.
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Suresh Kumar Ek 30 September 2020

A poet always stand For freedom. Your childhood Explains

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Dr Dillip K Swain 30 July 2020

The pleasure to be myself/Playing like a free bird/Fills my soul with pleasure.......touching expression! A beautiful poem.....10++++

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