Poetry

A dream

We yearn,

Even if we say we don’t,

For our birthdays,

Year after year. 

Yet, many of us,

Never yearn for dreams,

Which may come,

Once a day,

Once a night,

Once a year,

Once in ten years,

Or, once in a life time. 

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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