In a place devoid of love,
In a palace devoid of feelings,
In a house where my tears drop,
In a home where my infancy is lost,
In a land that the guard watches,
In a box that she trashes not,
In a space not reserved,
Not reserved for the lucky,
But friendly for the unlucky,
Not interested in walk the ways,
Where they deserted me in middle.
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 12:13 AM UTC
In a place devoid of love,
In a palace devoid of feelings,
In a house where my tears drop,
In a home where my infancy is lost,
In a land that the guard watches,
In a box that she trashes not,
In a space not reserved,
Not reserved for the lucky,
But friendly for the unlucky,
Not interested in walk the ways,
Where they deserted me in middle.
My HP Poem #707
©Atul Kaushal
Request permission to use this poem