Siddic Nagdee Biography

Feelings I never shared when concealed,
hidden in my mind.
Some of days within much of forlorn,
riddled in beauty of wonder.
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Come what may with each new day,
a blossom in the light of the sun.
Rememberence of yester-days a gone
Look today to leap a handsome one
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When all seem fruitless, a desolate gloom
And you wrecked with bleak despair
When everything seems an unattainable take
and life feels like an impending doom
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In sunbeams as in fervent of flora,
adjoining the brim of a tune.
In clouds a contour of golden openings,
moving with each gust of wind.
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In measuring of a difference,
are perceptions of a persons mind.
The diversity in one's features,
should not distinuish an individual blind.
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