"Your writings are so lively. They just talk. They tell so many stories. Which one is yours?" Sameer was so curious to know.
"They are all mine"
"No I mean which one is your story, your own?" he asked again.
"Every poem is my story, Each line is my story." I said.
"They are all mine"
"No I mean which one is your story, your own?" he asked again.
"Every poem is my story, Each line is my story." I said.
