GOLDEN TOUCH

GOLDEN TOUCH

A Poem by Sk.Mansur

GOLDEN TOUCH

What once was gold, now dirt it became,

Was it my touch, or has its time come?

Was I cursed at birth, or is a curse that’s born?

Nothing I wished, nothing I touched --

Even with these eyes, not by my side, it belongs.

Is my heart rotten, or rotten are my arms?

Maybe it’s my wicked fate, or is it my face that's wicked?

Am I a cursed one, or is the CURSE who I am?

© 2024 Sk.Mansur


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Added on July 15, 2024
Last Updated on July 15, 2024
Tags: sad, curse

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Sk.Mansur
Sk.Mansur

Guntur , India , India



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I'm Mansur im an engineering student from India and I like to write ✍️, I don't know if what i write can be called poems. Romance and fantasy poems I love more..

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