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A Poem by DEVIL

                         life 
 
i was not a child when i first cried 
i found out later this wasn't the last time
and again and after humid and mild 
 like dark and deep night of sky 

and friendly days of mine were  felling the same 
i was afraid of life and non to blame 
cold and harsh when  those mornings tease 
and wall gives  me those wordless speech 

and i shout inside with feelings of fear 
 only in there those wind can  hear 
they behold my words and pass by 
and i hear my feelings  Echoing the sky 
 
and every days the same as yesterday by 
untill i find the reason of mine 
a true meaning of living a life 
untilll my  bloods crawls in vine 

© 2016 DEVIL


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DEVIL
DEVIL

kathmandu, hilly, Nepal



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