Jitendra Kumar Sahoo
I AM SO SILENT THAT PEOPLE CALL ME SILENT BHAIYA.BUT THE FACT IS I TALK LESS BUT I SAY MORE.I DESTROY MY ENEMIES BY MAKING THEM FRIENDS.
dont think that u r my enemy...........!
i love to ryt poems and stories...
AND I HAVE STARTED WRITING AT THE AGE OF 10! ! ! ...i am great follower of bhagat singh....
i am very simple and honest boy who loved his frnd and country very much.....and i also want to sacrify for my mother land if one chance i get in life....
I AM A PATRIOT POET...!
My main motto is that
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Jitendra Kumar Sahoo Poems
My First Beloved <3
For the first time when I opened my baby eyes I saw this nature with a red morning sky And I had been fallen in love Now my small in love flying like a small dove
I asked my mother land To whom you fear the most? My mother land: Replied me it is the alive ghost! ! ;
The Land Of My Life!
The land which gives me birth Is a part of the holy earth; Her brooks flows as blood Inside my vein;
REMINDING SCHOOL DAYS! !
Ah! Its my school days! ! Cycling on hilly roads; Chasing the crazy cows & goats; Waving hands to the others
WORST DAYS AT CLASS 11! ! !
Once, We were sincere Oh no……but since year! ! ! Class 11 comes we
Oh my parting pal Oh my precious pearl; Giftedly I found thee As the fountain of sweet ale;
OWL AT NIGHT
Hot and humid climate Body is so wet! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! When I enter my room! ! ! ! I feel hot like my mom is chasing me with a broom;
Most Successful Man
Most successful man r those who can think like a old man and able to do works like a young man.
Memories of My Class Pals! ! ! !
In my class there are many girls and boys Who have forgotten to play with toys They are the strong creature Have power to do some adventure;
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My First Beloved <3
For the first time when I opened my baby eyes
I saw this nature with a red morning sky
And I had been fallen in love
Now my small in love flying like a small dove
For the first time I saw her beauty
And started to love her as its my duty
I wants to remained as a lover
Of her for forever
My love is immortal
And my beloved is also immortal
Every morning she had a new makeup
Makes me happy when I wakeup
Wow! ! She looks so beautiful
And made all my days cheerful
Where ever I can travel & where ever I can see