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Born to lose
born to die
suffer loss all the while
what a life
but nothing new to do
all limitations on me
and poets some of you

Leaders are non pragmatic
their time is limited
what can I alone do
time passes by
what an ironic ridicule

so Icompose poetry
as all that one can do

awaiting lovely poetry
at least one from you

but busy are you

me poet yeps poet

Sunday, January 26, 2020

Topic(s) of this poem: poem,poetic expression,poetry,timeless

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 27 January 2020

Dear RM sir melodious hearing you after a long sabbatical great do visit again A common man, worker, writer or an artist works sincerely and contributes silently to enrich his living space. Being honest in our endeavour will make this world a better place for one and all. Thanks Sir. lovely message RM JI

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