Tuesday, May 19, 2015
This Poem is about the real incident I met a baby girl who was about 6 years old on roadside selling pens and was in Deep sadness cuz none of her pen was sold since morning.Expressing her pain through this poem.
Labels:
Pain,
Sears,
Smile,
Stolen Childhood,
Tears
Friday, May 15, 2015
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