Story of a Poet: 26. ~The Last Day of my SCHOOL, The Last Night of that LIFE!~

'The Last Night' , I eventually sat with my books ope; Pondering continuously over the last day's hope. Suddenly I belittled my books while being on study-table, Read few endeth lastly verses as always, of corpus of my half-lived-life's fable . Made an effortless effort to lift up my favorite pen; Thoughts in my mind... Continue Reading →

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