when i was a little child below my own legs
when i was my mom's cute little god's gift
and my father who was not before my eyes
at that time i was left alone to survive with a pen
and that golden pen has resulted Vishal
whose works will ever be your apologize
and who will always be humble to all my friends.
Be humble to others as well as towards own self is good quality to have..nice poem, use of pen to embellish your emotions, best usage...keep writing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great stuff