Your gaze hast me beckoned
your smile hast me summoned
I know your call is the command
I decided to write without end
Andhra Pradesh Government Media Academy felicitating Indian Sonnetee
I opened my pen and looked around
Oh! this is a moorland with mob abound
one can't expect garland in this moorland
I sat alone in wilderness but my will isn't slackned
I'm a solitery sonneteer singing for brigand
for me, my mother's command is so fond
when mother makes my mind fecund
my spirit can not by mob bludgeoned
I am certainly sonneteer solitary
trust me my spirit is legendary
Extraordinary
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