Being, IA Poem by Siddhartha
You don't value what you had sought,
Until you lose it and then you are naught. Such is the paradox of our lives; What you but easily got... You easily forgot. © 2013 Siddhartha |
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2 Reviews Added on June 3, 2013 Last Updated on June 3, 2013 AuthorSiddharthaHyderabad, South Asia, IndiaAboutAn engineer, with a management degree, I am passionate about and fascinated by the arts – literature, movies, music and photography, et al. Creative writing, especially poetry is the raison d&rs.. more..Writing
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