I am Strong...A Poem by Noor.92Hurting others' feelings has no charm indeed...Yes, I am chic the way I am You have no right to call me lame You laugh at my gait You mock my hair But you have no idea from what I suffered My leg got sore when I was little Still I try my best to walk linear I got a shock when I was seven And my hair were burnt to dry vegetation Still I recovered the best I could And live my life with pleasure I would Yes I am chic the way I am You have no right to call me lame © 2015 Noor.92Author's Note
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StatsAuthorNoor.92PakistanAboutI am an Environmentalist or one can say, an Environmental Scientist. Writing is just my hobby since childhood. Now when I am free from other chores and in my own world, I yearn to write and put my f.. more..Writing
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