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Hello everyone reading this post out there and I am going to introduce through my blog, the great artistic and writing skills of my friend Amitoj and this is his first poem. He is a good friend and a great artist(which is going to be proven within a few minutes). This is his first poem so please don't forget to comment. It doesn't cost anything but costs a lot for us.
And here this poem goes:

This was a man who was lead astray
Gone too deep in his own dismay
He was born just like others
From a womb of a mother
But never was normal
Never wanted to be normal
He was too deep into creativity
But pulled back by his own nativity
Wanted someone o understand him but no one did
And so along with him, his creativity and confidence hid
He turned into a living beast
He let his rage come out and feast
He never kept in the frustration
Unleashed it, feeling no emotion
Then he decided to change himself
Be as good as an obeying elf
It was too hard as he didn't want to listen to himself at first
But he, unlike before, never let his rage burst
But he grew too humble
"I'm a disappointment. I'm a curse" he'd mumble
He got depressed by everything in front of him
But never gave up thinking his life is his to live. Not to sim
There was no limit to his effort
And so he decided not to be tethered
As he wanted help and didn't find anyone around
He went to look for someone out of his bounds
Someone who would care
Someone who would treat him fair
Someone whom he could look up to for help
Someone who could tell him that he should care about his own self
His niceness won people's hearts
There were nice people but some hiding in the dark
Even after meeting these many people he felt empty
Because he has still not found the person whom he could say "Help"
He wanted to find that person and in that voyage, he suffered a lot of betrayals
Got in solitude and just wanted to get away from those rails
Then someone entered his life
Someone, whom he never planned to make his life
This was a girl to get him out of his dismay
Her name starts with an 'E' and ends with an 'A'
He saw himself in her
She understood him and finally made him happy
He loved her more than anything and so did she.
You're probably wondering why there is no endin'
You won't believe it but let me tell you, I am only thirteen.
Amitoj-

5 comments:

  1. A good poem with no end wonderfull

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  2. Pruod of u Yaara,it's so much beautiful I can't describe in words,somewhere I was knowing that u have a talent like this and today see it's in front of us.

    Well done bro.Keep it up 👍 👍👌.love u Yaara.

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  3. Well thanks everyone for such a good response. This was my first poem and i have no idea how I'm so good at writing poems lol. I have written 5 poems in total. I have just started writing these poems actually. So yeah. Let me know if you wanna see more. I will get it posted if, of course, my collab partner agrees.

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    1. Yess,Amitoj don't want to see more but excess of more if it exists somewhere.....

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    2. You got it, buddy.

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