I have told much
Of my story
As far as the past
Could remember,
The extremes of both
Birth and death
Concave within
My scepter.

Do you believe in miracles
Relayed by miseries
Or does my words seem profane
Unjustified by parodies?

I claim not
To be great
But bold
To tell you
All of these.


About DCG

Poetry writing emerged in me as a channel to relieve my angst and aggression against life and express my emotions on subtle things. It became my diary for quite a while. Feel free to experience my thoughts. If you do require my feedback, please leave a note on my MESSAGE BOARD below. Thanks.
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