Another step forward. The crying baby never stops. It will leep crying for eternity and produce such ordinary poets like me. I have already taken the plunge and crying like a baby eagerly waiting for my first listener. And I don't certainly want it to be you.
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Neeshant Srivastava
Neeshant was born in the small town of Darbhanga, Bihar. His father was a poet and encouraged Neeshant to write. Initially Neeshant wrote just for fun tossing each compostion into the waste bin. But somewhere down the line he thought of preserving his poems which still lacks any readership.
