A fire that makes me live.

A fire that makes me live.

A Poem by Passionate_yatish

SOMETIMES I FEAR MYSELF OF LOSING MYSELF,
THE POTENTIAL OF MY SOUL WILL REST IN LAP OF THE GROWING AGE,
THE BLAZE OF THE FIRE DWELLING SOMEWHERE INSIDE ME NOW WILL DIE,
THE WINGS OF LEARNING A NEW CREATIVE SKILL FLY ME TO A WORLD OF ECSTASY,
EACH DAY I AM REBORN,EVERY SECOND I DREAM TO BE A BETTER MAN,
THE FLAIR OF GENERATION TEND TO GROW AND BUILD UPON SOMETHING MAGICAL AND EVERLASTING

© 2014 Passionate_yatish


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muzaffarnagar, uttar pradesh, India



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