simran arora

Rookie (22-july-1996 / gurgon)

Luck.... - Poem by simran arora

I stud aside the hills,
feearing and scaring,
loving and dareing,
gromed and graced me,
for good and the best at every street,
tearin my nights,
burning my days,
with wonders for prases,
and longer to stay,
not i am climbing,
on its roots and hills...
Stand and stuckd,
bt now peopl call it luck....

Comments about Luck.... by simran arora

  • Gold Star - 19,274 Points Ramesh Rai (7/26/2013 7:49:00 AM)

    I can realise your emotional write. but please do not use abbreviation in poetry this is my opinion. keep writing. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 142 Points Julius Lenjatin (7/13/2013 3:02:00 AM)

    good poem, good flow, but you can even do better. just check on some few spelling mistakes otherwise nice work (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,927 Points Hazel Durham (7/11/2013 7:15:00 AM)

    Good write you need luck on your side in this life! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 101 Points Subodh Pandey (7/10/2013 7:29:00 AM)

    lovely write thanks for share (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 191 Points Jenie Franksay (7/9/2013 6:44:00 AM)

    gud rhythm.
    keep it up..
    check out my new poem 'why be the next'
    dnt forget to give ur valueable comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 8, 2013

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