Journalism!
My gold dream,
So out competing it's.
Sighted by a crowd.
Embraced by few.
Outrank on screen it's.
I love journalism!
Journalism!
Adventurous it's.
Sounds of rockets in netherworld,
Not about to transfix a journalist,
But only sought-after,
I love journalism!
Journalism!
It's a dream in me,
A dream of gold and my cheese!
I want to fit in the press shoes,
Now I got to write, report and broadcast.
Journalism don't gravity me!
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the first journalist of the world is Narada, The aim should be social welfare like narada, thanks, good write. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very uplifting poem... full of positivity....Thanks.