The Vendor Boy (Poem)

Wondering in the train and selling his toy, I encountered with that vendor boy. vociferating everywhere in a sarcastic way, he peddles his items there everyday. hawking bare-footed, his shirt is greasy. His pants nasty and his hair are bushy. His face gone grey, his body is meagre, holding mammoth burden on his zero figure. […]

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First Poem

I wrote my first poem, when i was in sixth standard. It was written in Hindi, when I was asked by my Hindi teacher. The poem was an okey kind of poem which was praised by many people which gave me enough courage and motivation to write some more.

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