Someone Stole My Biography Poem by Vishal Sharma

Someone Stole My Biography

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when destiny prevails and gatherings of clouds over the head,
when graves are full, no place to bury the unluckiest dead,
a ray of hope still makes us working with a comfort ease
however frown we may be, a request is there on the lips, saying please

hardwork prevails the destiny of brave, no fool is allowed
and, habitual actions just mean saying, i have shown
we are the seeds of death, growing to die at a moment
i lost myself, and not in a mood of searching times i lost

i have a jar of blood into my head, that keeps me alive
and, your love, the two faced coin, never loyal to me
you proved fatal to me and i bear the pain silently
what a person could do in case someone stolen his biography.

Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: liberty
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Loyd C Taylor Sr 21 May 2014

Hello poet Vishal. This was a very interesting read and great title. Loyd

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Poetheart Morgan 23 July 2013

No one can steal your biography! It is not tangible, can not be saved or borrowed. It is within you. forever

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Heather Wilkins 21 July 2013

this is a well written poem. I lost myself and not in hte mood of searching times lost.

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Heather Wilkins 21 July 2013

this is a well written poem. I lost myself and not in hte mood of searching times lost.

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Survi Sharma 18 July 2013

a very live and natural feel reading such a wonderful and talented write your talent is blooming day by day and may god bless you all

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