Nishant Seeker Poems

There were times when I'd a desire to be great,
Your respect, and appreciation would lift my shoulders up.
A tincture of flattery was enough for me to be manipulated,
Because that was the only reward for which I did struggle,
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The striking extraordinary mentor, it is a beautiful gift,
Remember till the doom, how your ages did swift.
Exuberance and despair for instance that it showed,
Yet always brought in, a fair, parallel road.
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