Rashmi Malapur

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The first poem I wrote was for Boris Becker at the age of 10. I didn't pursue writing till I understood it's benefits. I realized writing actually is a healing process. Writing has come naturally to me? No it hasn't. It has come to me after years of reading books, poems, stories, novels, etc & of course through living. I feel blessed that I can write poems, some of which have been published in/on: INKLINKS, Taj Mahal Review, Destiny Poets & Poets International. Writing is a way to get in touch with all you beautiful people & one beautiful soul that resides in me, which never lets the passion of writing fade.)

The Best Poem Of Rashmi Malapur

Ego

A moment of life came screeching at him,

Taking away his naive self,

Life came with it’s show of reality.

He squandered, he leapt, he fought, he wept,

After all those struggling moments,

He surrendered selflessly,

He had no demands, but just performed his deeds,

Now, life took a steep turn,

A turn, which took him to a clueless land,

It was a promised land of fame and wealth,

As he traveled in the land, he gathered wealth & fame, to flourish and settle.

Lost in this enduring land, intoxicated and self obsessed,

Another moment came to soothe him,

He blatantly captured it perceiving it as a moment of swell,

With a gush of reality, a lightning struck,

All lost in vain, he was back to his original self.

Ego stopped him from surrendering this time.

Now a ramshackle soul, he lost all that he possessed.

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