gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

We can not


You can not say
What is there
In my destiny.

I can not say
O my dear, about
Your character.

Submitted: Saturday, September 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013

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woman's character and man's destiny can not b gauged by anybody.

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  • Vera Sidhwa (9/29/2013 12:00:00 PM)

    Yes, both destiny and character are undefinable. I like your poem.Ten out of ten. (Report) Reply

  • Vera Sidhwa (9/29/2013 11:59:00 AM)

    Yes, both destiny and character are undefinable. I like your poem.Ten out of ten. (Report) Reply

  • Vera Sidhwa (9/29/2013 11:57:00 AM)

    Yes, both destiny and character are undefinable. I like your poem.Ten out of ten. (Report) Reply

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