when destiny prevails and gatherings of clouds over the head,
when graves are full, no place to bury the unluckiest dead,
a ray of hope still makes us working with a comfort ease
however frown we may be, a request is there on the lips, saying please
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No one can steal your biography! It is not tangible, can not be saved or borrowed. It is within you. forever
this is a well written poem. I lost myself and not in hte mood of searching times lost.
this is a well written poem. I lost myself and not in hte mood of searching times lost.
a very live and natural feel reading such a wonderful and talented write your talent is blooming day by day and may god bless you all
Hello poet Vishal. This was a very interesting read and great title. Loyd