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I belong to human race

A storm in the tea cup


I belong to human race
The crown of the creation
Truth is my worst enemy
Lies are my girlfriends
Sitting on the wings of flattery
I fly to the heights of egotism
Selling my leisure
And all my pleasure
I bought a snare of busyness
Letting the gigantic world aside
I've locked myself up
Ragging a storm in the tea cup

(Anjum Aziz Abbas)
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A poet seems to be a humble, cool and careless creature apparently as he speaks a little, argues a little, quarrels a little and even debates a little. He keeps his self made shell in which he resides from where he does not like to step out the threshold physically but he wears a sharp nerves, perception and deep delved outlook. Confining himself within his gloomy closet, he has had a vast stance and deep rooted awareness of the universe and its inhabitants. With his sharp and agile sensitivity, he has a power of creeping into the bosom of things and portrays the mysteries with the ink of captivating words and brush of imagination. I composed my first poem at the age of 14. i am a student of P.Hd in English Literature. more…

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