On A Subject

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On a subject I sometimes laugh at reader's comments They not only speak their mind But try to expose and find Something new which was not even intended I started writing at later stage And there were youngsters of thee same age One young lady got infuriated and questioned about my presence She blasted me and told to be airborne for hell at once I tried to convince that I am also new comer But she was in anger and added "go to hell my dear" I don't want you to be near Don't speak a work to fall on my ears I felt no bad but had a reservation People wanted bond and close relation To know each other's views And agree to few if not more So with passage of time and association We have developed sense of realization Nobody may want to enter on a subject That speaks of hatred and silly talks in fact But generally, we know the trend And they also send Their views respectively As we mutually agree relatively

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