Through the sand of the times gone by
I wade through the river of memory
On the canvas of destiny
I hereby colour the words of poetry.
What joy a plain paper brings to my heart
That is the bearer of my writing - my inseparable part
So today I begin yet another encounter with this art
Here I begin unweaving another secret of this craft.
Quote : Seize the first opportunity that comes your way. Give your best at it. It might be the last one you ever get.
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MYSTERY OF POETRY
PoetryRight from the depths of Literature, I bring you this gift of poetry, Wherein each word has a deeper meaning, an unsolved mystery, Wherein even a line can convey tons of long forgotten history, Because the best way I can express myself is by t...
