three two one br I'm done, br thought a lot of whole. br lived a life of prose and fight, br let poetry be my Goal. br friends are here, br hope they cheer br as I make a piece, br hope they write br on every byte br hope they laugh and tease. br I love them all, br who read my book br who raise me little high, br who praise my work br or breaks my heart br by telling little lie. br Hope I share, br Oh, my dear, br All that I can't br alone bear. br All that I kept locked in my heart, br All that I can write in spurt. br I bow to all, br who raise me or fall br or gives me little thorn, br I bow to all, br I bow to all, br A poet's yet to born. br br br br br br © Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.