Sachin Bisen

Introduction is an ambiguous term in a literal sense.Instead of flaring up the clarity ,it obscures the identity of an individual.But like everyone, I am also compelled to introduce myself.Amidst the minstrels of phoenix and the refulgence of the dawn, I was born in a verdant countryside arena of Maharashtra to an opulent family.My mother is always engaged with pedagogics and my father is a contractor.I was always fond of having a perusal of variegant effusions and a myriad of books replete with sagaciously marshalled informations.I initiated composing poems when I was 13 years old and now have come up with a collection of my poems.Here are a few lines:

“On the placid roads of India,

Sleeps the vagabonds of India,

With the dirty clothes around us ,

Dies the hungry sons of India.

There's a shining star residing

And horrendous dark surrounding

Cries the honour of virago

And the sailor by the margo."

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