Classic poem of the day
O poor me!
Who am going out to fight the enemy,
And know not whether I shall return again,
To enjoy the embraces of my children
And my wife.
O poor creature!
Whose life is not in his own hands,
Who has no power over his own body,
But tries to do his duty
For the welfare of his nation.
O! thou Great Spirit above!
Take pity on my children
And on my wife!
Prevent their mourning on my account!
Grant that I may be successful in thi......
Member poem of the day
I don't have
bronze, silver, gold and even diamond,
but what I have might many won't have
it is more than anything,
I have something more precious
than everything
it is your heart.
-Chirayu!.
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