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Sweet sixteens’ home
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WHEN I was just at SWEET sixteen
I started my career as a poet
And my literary profile indeed is not flashed so sudden
It went through all the hard rock driven stages with a smiling portrait


I never was carried away by any of the sentiments
And iam expressive only by sheer commitment
I have many scruples in mind and heart
And try to follow them on line with due enchant ment


I never cared for others sharpened vicious threats
Nor distracted from the sympathetic and eye wetting feats
I felt as if I am answerable always to my inner soul
And also am devoted and dedicated to the aims and ambitions in cool


Hence summer never waved hot and winter never driven me to colds
Autumn weaves I enjoyed and seasons dances were my cordial holds

I bow to all the nature as a whole and to co- poets too I deliver all my warm hugs

I thank the almighty for the energy He endowed and the strength He
endorsed while I am rallying in tugs

[ on the happy and rich occasion of completion of my 1600 posts on this forum’s web site]
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Congratulations on this meaningful milestone, my friend and fellow poet Supani, and on this beautiful stone with which you have marked the mile.

I see we both started writing at about the same age, and have been at it ever since. As one of the co-poets you mention in the poem, I thank you for the warm hugs, and send you my own.

I have always felt fortunate, both for myself and for the forum, that you are here, with us. We celebrate you.

Respect and solidarity, and greetings to Guntur,

+Stevie