As child learns to walk and toddle
I learn to think and wobble
I know my words today have no worth
but believe me its a new poets birth
who still has dearth of words
but would soon learn to play with words
My mind is working day and night
thinking to create something good tonight
By this i am learning each day
though i am just a beginner today
creating new has become my passion
which i would do with lot of devotion
Slowly steadily i would win the race
but would not step back in any case
Even Rome was not built in a day
I am sure my hard work would pave its way
Gradually people would like my work
and I would get recognition as perk
After learning too, i would like to be a beginner
As learning each day will only make me a winner.
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