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Leaders whom we followed Are very rare, sporadic woad Who cures by brain stowed With lots of info like Spode. Mrs. Jyoti Kumta, a Daniel, rode Like a strong horse strode And asked all of us to goad Upon values, which we towed Earlier on an unknown road. Thanks to Jyoti who mowed Our ignorance and sowed Seeds of cognition and glowed. She completely made an abode In our hearts and not be decode.
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Aug 13, 2017
Aug 13, 2017 at 8:39 AM UTC
Jyoti Kumta
Leaders whom we followed Are very rare, sporadic woad Who cures by brain stowed With lots of info like Spode. Mrs. Jyoti Kumta, a Daniel, rode Like a strong horse strode And asked all of us to goad Upon values, which we towed Earlier on an unknown road. Thanks to Jyoti who mowed Our ignorance and sowed Seeds of cognition and glowed. She completely made an abode In our hearts and not be decode.
I am developing a new style of writing poetry where ending words of a line rhyme with one another, at least in last sound. I named it Pari Style. Hope readers will like it. Thanks to those invisible hands and fingers which supported and inspired me to continue my efforts in my new, creative, artistic and innovative “Pari” style. Thanks for your inspiring, kind, soft fingers.
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40/M/Surat, Gujarat, India
Aug 13, 2017
Aug 13, 2017 at 8:39 AM UTC
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