Till the last drop of red, dropped away Till the last sigh of air, blown away I'll run to find myself; On the deserted island of life, where all the oceans dried up In the lonely lane, where all known faces turned off Amidst that crowded stations, Where I've lost myself I'll run to find myself I'll run to find myself My sob may turned into soulful cries My feet may stopped between uncountable tries Still I'll run to find myself Through that dark corner of earth Where I've lost myself. -It's RaNjaN
This is my first poem in hello poetry please read and like it.