English Poem Recitation Competition 1st prize winner | अंग्रेजी कविता | Duggu Kids


I pick up the pencil, but I ask myself, “Why?” I have no story to tell, no pain, no reason to write. no reason to write. no reason to write. Staring at the blank page, a thought wanders before me. I see a spark. Reaching out to grab it, my hands stretched out as far as I can, and –
– nothing! It’s all lost: all thought, all purpose. So I stare at the paper again – for hours it seems! As I look up at the clock shining 1 p.m.,

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