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Jul 2018
"Poor Boy"
And so I say to you
In the 21st century, Youth messing around uptown and downtown
Frequent gatherings; temporary pleasures.
They have to reassure, their relations
I of them all allowed myself to grasp the sweet melting moral,
It have to be fascinating because
All my life I was dreaming of having materialistic pleasures.
In the midst I watch time passing by..it's not dark yet
I am waking like a traveller who is in search of something, he never felt or saw it  in movies,comical clips etc.
Seldom have we been so slow,
Seldom have we been so far !
I am tired of days not resulting in tangible gains...
Hot red blood boiling in my veins.
Oh! great creator of being,
Hold my baby finger, take me to dreamland ! If not ? Then tell me the hidden meaning of daily signs,
I am attracting  and I saw,not the church but the Jesus is the true vine.
Karan Sherwal
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Karan Sherwal  29/M/India
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       Eshwara Prasad, ---, ---, --- and Fawn
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