Your Story, My Way

How I started Poetry

I had a basic vocabulary
And I was not in any hurry
Slowly did I improve
Then I started to approve
Sorting of rhyming sounds
Each word that pounds
Then gave it a meaning
So did I begin creaming
Short lines at first
Poems became my thirst
There I let my journey commence
To give my life a good essence


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