Many ups and downs of life.
With some bias.
I am anxious to write about it
But what I have expressed after writing
I know my reaction of the life
Everything turn out to be completely opposite
Or positive.
At this moment my mind is filled
Conscience.
From the moment I know life
Has been quite serious.
This does not mean that.
Regarding is true that
I have begun to like
Serious life more and more.
Perhaps therefore I might
Shown that much of
Interest to my poems.
It's true that I have seen
My poems walking
Together with
There is no promit in suspecting
Walking together
Regarding my relationship with relation.
It could be a kind of weakness in me
Been able to understand
Therefore, I do attach a special importance
To this kind of poems.
Poems have been possible
I am coming
I have no fear of anybody
At this moment.
I began to walk with me.
I enter into a poem close by.
My face is red all over
I write in a simple way,
Without any compromise.
Perhaps, it's my weakness
Not to be able to give it a
Definite direction!
To smile.
Given more importance to the main life
Characters is seen,
But even then
I love my poems all the time.
At the end
I revealed it in one breath
In such a way
As if I had no time
To explain other unrelated things.
I show my willingness,
I have been standing
With the crowd for some hours.
The crowd has been increasing
At the place I am standing,
I feel how does this large
Number of people
Make its living.
At this moment the face of poems
It was not difficult for me to find out
There is a tremor in my poems
In this way
I write in my poems
about the life
In actual fact,
I am always right
In reality,
In my point of view.
This fortunate poems
Offers good wishes!
I began to search
My poems
In the unending mass of thought.
