Poems are gems..
Not anybody can write poetry.
It is inherent and at times latent.
I write as it comes to my mind and forget once I set them in my blog.
That is my strength and weakness.
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Saturday, 17 October 2015
He Is A Child
I heard my son cry
rushed to him
he laughed at me
rather shy
wished to spank him
could not do so
as he is only a child
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