You said, “I am imperfect.”
I thought you are perfect-
And I am imperfect.
You are always perfect.
And I am imperfect.
I can see it in the mirror.
You are my mirror.
Mostly the poems written here are spontaneous flow of thoughts on various subjects. At a later stage, I put a name and classified as children's poems (Some of them are probably a touch scientific suitable for science university students... though they don't need it...!!!)
One to two – a win. Two to three - a win. Step by step, Moving ahead. Climbing the ladder, One by one. Winning the steps One by one. Steppin...
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