As I look back at many past events
It seems that I was born to be a poet:
Among the books, worshipping word and sense,
Yet poor, yet not needy, yet not worried.
Without understanding cost of things,
Without urge to hold the once obtained,
Not trained to admire what riches bring,
And not inclin'd to any kind of gaining.
Through education, travel, need to work,
I have been forced to the sole goal:
Refining writing skills around the clock,
To formulate the beauty as a whole.
Since early days, I live to say these lines,
Ensuring beauty never fades or declines.
22.12.2016
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