A WalkerA Poem by SouravWhen I sink in the night I open my life I hear desperate cries Of my soul; For the sins- it harbours.
I’m still learning life I’m on my way To the mirage of happiness In my heart; A fake spirit I nurture.
I’ve found love by a touch I adhere to that kiss But hatred do prostrate In my conscience; I feel the brutal torture.
When I’m alone with myself I tear off all myths I write my own book Mixed with truth and lies; A walk through a street of adventure. © 2012 SouravReviews
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