Kirti V
Those tender eyes,
Full of hopes and dreams,
Seem to tell a tale,
A tale of life they live.
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We are different, they say,
Different from you and me.
It needn’t be physical always,
As we are different other ways.
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Some of us like to read,
Some like to paint.
Some need to be cuddled,
And some can’t sit tight.
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Words look dangerous,
Numbers too scare us.
We try to maintain a distance,
As sometimes people seem a menace.
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Take time to understand us,
Give us time to adjust.
Don’t hasten to tag us,
As, the tags, forever exist.
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Kirti V
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Very sweet poem!
Thank you Jaya mam
Nice!
Thank you 💚💚
Super awesome fantastic, poetree king.
Thanks Pranesh
Nice one. Only a teacher can differentiate all these qualities.💚
True.. Thank you💚💚
Beautiful
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Very nice poem. A great teacher you are.🙂
Thank you 💚💚 still miles to go to be a great teacher😊
What a wonderful though and poem Kirti! Beautiful.
Thank you Nitika 🙂
Wonderful poem.
Thank you dear💚💚
such a beautiful,intense and thought provoking poem Kirti.
Thank you dear Ketki
Beautiful poem, nice thoughts
Thank you Pradnya mam
So beautiful, Kirti. It means a lot. I have a close friend who has a special needs baby girl. She is adorable
Hugs to the cutie pie… Sometimes all they need is just a tight hug and a wide smile… Loads of love to the lil one
Wonderfully penned, very insightful too.
Thank you dear
Amazing poem,Kirti