A real soldier and his battlefieldA Poem by pranitaomg!you managed I sighed looking at the hustle you were having with your book… I though you’d not recall, But you did by hook or crook… Yes…those were the unforgettable days of mine As seeing you I've grown in my life… Now you seem to have lost your hustle Don't worry i am always there to help you with your life tussle. I know that year's have passed,books have changed.. I know how you have put a stop to your startling craze, But dear one the fire in you can never be crashed As they are only numbed and only for a little time do they last…. Now is the time to rise back again, Now is the time to suck of all the pain. Make your radiant fire swarm out from your heart, Which will completely burn your numbness and will get your hustle back to fulfill your art. your hurdles may be stumpy or awfully high, But you cant be allowed to crumble, you cant be allowed to cry, This isn’t a playground ,it’s a battlefield Hence b a true soldier who always prevails the battle as he only fights for his realm. ........ © 2015 pranitaReviews
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1 Review Added on October 7, 2015 Last Updated on October 7, 2015 Authorpranitapune, maharashtra, IndiaAboutHi there, i am an aspiring writer looking to share my work on this site and hoping to get some valuable reviews...thanks:) more..Writing
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