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When we are alone , think it - in a house every body is presence and the moment comes when they are of no use.We start loving ourselves and disliking every one.A poet has to go with the series of such riddles.Just you fall in love,poems would come automatically in praising the beauty of your beloved one.Then time brings a separation, the song of separation becomes more audible with the scenes of the past belongingness.Then one day you will discover you have already become a poet and in the midst of poems only.