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She believed


SHE BELIEVED.......

Quoting down her life,
She wrote every day,
Glances of happenings,
Which she thought worthy to say.

Her pen was her weapon,
She penned more than she spoke,
Nerd,dumb and many other harsh,
Were the words with which she was provoked.

But she was quite , she was still,
This potrayed her significantly,
She wrote and made herself worth,
For the world to think of her magnificently.

She heard from many,
But she cared for none,
It was her own determination,
Making her future bright as the sun.

She believed in herself,
Then why will she fail?
When she'll shine bright,
Her haters will surely turn pale.

------- RAJALAXMI BEHERA


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  1. Mujhe pta chala...
    Ki yeh poem tu apne bare me likhi hai🤩👍

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