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Jul 2014
A man and a woman come across,
If the man displays his ability.......

Start the ideal circle of human life,
If woman takes interest in him......

They both woo & ****** each other,
If succeed they make happy love.....

That woman after getting pregnant,
Rolls back into herself till delivery....

Whenever a baby is born anywhere,
It grows up groomed by its parents...

As a baby it is so helpless on its own,
It generally makes a noise for itself..

Then the human becomes a little kid,
Innocence filled face looks so divine.

A teenager sprouts non-visible wings,
The human realizes that it's special..

Teenaged souls fly across all lines,
Disregarding any type of border...

Entangling cobwebs of this world,
Try to limit all the human souls....

Disentanglement is a taxing job,
Not all teenagers grow freely.....

They step into adulthood,
And often so maturely......

They just succeed in love,
Start circle yet again.......
My HP Poem #653
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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