Poetry

A moment to think

My boisterous rage,

Angry that you brought me,

Into this wretched world. 

But when I stop to think,

It is clear, 

How grateful I am,

How indebted I am,

To you my Father,

And my Mother,

For gifting me,

This gift of life. 

Published by

Arjun Kramadhati

This is me. As Charles Bukowski would put it - born like this, born into this. I don't like to talk about myself. I am afraid this is all you are getting now. I like to express myself through my poems, and stories and very soon another novel. I love you, my darling reader. So read on.

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