Seldom, I felt as if born
Mostly, I felt as if torn
For, I was gifted with qualms and abuses
By the world, that always amuses
But I strive even now to unite myself
Into one, by knitting my torn self
Delved into dilemmas many a time
I wonder will they ever be such clime
Where I can be a soul united
That shall live just for a moment delighted
Wonderful thoughts in action over here !!
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