I got that eye – I imagine, visualize
I am an artist – I create, i write
I know no boundaries
I sweat blood – spend hours to decide
I travel to the moon and sun
every second, I am on the run
my words have pain overflowing in them
merriment too is never away from my poems
I aspire to inspire a few lives
I have faith, hope never left my side
yet they tell me over and again
why do they tell me so, I fail to understand
I am not worth it for I got no fame
I got no fame
The Creation is a treasure in itself, fame follows anyways !
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sigh!!
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Check The poet in ma page.
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sure
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