My nights at times goes dim
And my days deprived of light
My sky runs out of stars
And the moon looses her smiles
But I shall trend this parts even in the dark
I will not give up lest my story be rewritten by another
I shall go wherever life lead me
Through the storms and tempest that ranges
Like a kid I will crawl across this round ball
With a face mask with smile under pain
I shall attained my goal with a different tale
Sad sweet tale of the suffering infant across the street
Of the poor blind begger by the beautiful gate
A tale beyond what the heart could fathom
Yes! A sweet tale of a new dawn
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childhood ends with me (a collection of poetry)
Poetrythis is my first work, it is a collection of my favorites poems, written by myself, you will like it.
