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Jan 22
On May 7, 2010, I had had met with a life-threatening road accident that put me in a 23-day comatose state and a minimally conscious vegetative state for 3 months thereafter.
A former friend led me to this beautiful platform created by our Eliot York, the computer engineer from England.
I had written a grand poem about how I felt about the ethos and pathos of romance in my spiritual account.
Born as an only child to my parents in our nuclear family, I developed high affinity towards any kind of love, affection and attention sent my way. Consequently, I tried to collate with an ideal lover, but she was always an illusion.

Unfortunately over the years, I kept breaking up with consecutive girlfriends due to miscellaneous reasons. But having written the poem that I call ‘Angel?’ has helped me receive such admiration for it such that I have realized that the love I seek outside has actually been always housed in my heart.

In the accident, I lost all my friends as all of them moved on. I can't blame them. Everyone has an own life to live. And why would anybody wait for a man who is academically and physically challenged?

Although now I'm a successful professional in the public sector and I'll soon transit to government sector.

I feel grateful to everyone here who I have read or who has expressed liking for my poetry.

Thank you everyone for teaching me one thing or the other.
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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     T R Wingfield and CJ Sutherland
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