It Creates A Story In Me... Poem by Randhir kaur

It Creates A Story In Me...

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With your satiny hairs,
You amble without a normal foot.
But with a pristine look,
Your big eyes shines luminously.
Dear, Maybe people call you a handicap,
I call those bullocks a madcap.
Interestingly, what, I am a handicap mentally, here I reveal.
Everyday I fight inside the close door when night falls.
A few days ago your eyes have cried a lot,
Let me clear here, you are a daring person.
It gives me a reason to fight with his servants openly.
You are a bizarre, I don't know you Monica Sharma.
Though we did not shook our hands at all,
But whenever these eyes squints you,
A new story creates a History...

Friday, September 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: person
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Its very weird we do not know each other but still can relate my past with you and your name itself was a blow to me. This write is not for sympathy but my respect towards you of what you are. Though you are not different but extraordinarily different in your swag.
Kisi apne ki yaad dilati hain aap..
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Randhir Kaur 16 September 2016

Thank you Kumarmani Sir for your kind words. This goes for my pal in senior Monica Sharma as mentioned. Keep reading. Wishes.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 16 September 2016

A new story definitely creates history. This is very amazingly penned poem shared here.10

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Randhir Kaur 19 September 2016

So true Sir. You really meant what I partly wanted to convey. It gives you an opportunity to offer friendship and spread love... May ur word leaves an impression on every single unmatured mind. Thank you Kishore Sir for your touching feedback. Stay tuned.

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Kishore Kumar Das 19 September 2016

It creates not only a story in you.....but with meaningful repercussions...physical disability is no longer a trauma today...it gives you an opportunity to offer friendship and spread love.....it can also inspire you to achieve a lot and be aware of your unlimited possibilities...

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Dr. Antony Theodore 24 December 2020

But with a pristine look, Your big eyes shines luminously. Dear, Maybe people call you a handicap, I call those bullocks a madcap. paving the way for the self realizaiton. a very good poem. tony

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Rohit goel 10 January 2017

very nice

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Siddartha Montik 03 January 2017

Wonderful lines of a Praise and applaud! I envy him/Her!

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Randhir Kaur 31 December 2016

I cannot explain my ecstasy Sir. My respect and smiles to you from Jorhat, Assam, India.

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Siddartha Montik 03 January 2017

My Pleasure Dear Kaur! !

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Siddartha Montik 19 December 2016

Wuenderbar (wonderful so wonderful) muss (must) ich (I) sagen (Say) ! und schoene Dank! (and very many thanks) ! ! ! 10+++ So are you a beauty! ! ! Thank you! !

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