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Opened maiden eyes in mom’s lap
Seemed all of taking him care.
No sooner did he grow up
Was burdened with work share.
Poverty had plagued them
Childhood worn on, sans shoe pair!
Mates would play keeping him off
thought!how it was unfair
If ever importunate for a rupee
Dear dad had menacing stare.
Mom wished him a good student
Dad cried! How did she dare?
Maneuvered through devil hurdles
Indeed, ploughed through iron layer
Rucksack full of enthusiastic degrees
So far found place nowhere!
Plodded through an epic journey
Went bald by falling hair
Though seem wingless, yet there
Where even jabril didn’t dare
Stuck in marshy curse
But Elysium, hopes stare.





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