Biography
Pouring my feelings on papers to make them tangible so that the world can soak in them is my hobby, passion, profession, my everything.
Samples
Different me! When the world was young, When there was the thunder of gong, With the soothing rain, Crying with both the joy and the pain, I was finally born. Unlike others, When I wake up everyday, Birth is what I take with full of joy, Once again, I become a playful kid With nature by my side, I water my knowledge seeds, Preparing for the journey ahead, I backpack my ambitions and my dreams Ignoring other beings scream With the every ounce of excellence left I perform the necessary deeds. When the sun gradually fades up its light, I try to die with all my might To forget all those bad emotions and pain, which lead us to the path of vain To be far from this pathetic world Not to mention its gloominess and freezing cold. But, when the moon slowly begins to rise, And thrive to reach its biggest size, I again become ready to born tomorrow, Hoping the next day will bring the thrilling joy, Rather than the same lingering sorrow. At last, I again take birth, the very next day, Hoping to lead the world on my own unique way.
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