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  Sep 2017 Naman Keshan
shåi
tears fall
your name i call
gone

frozen in time
wasting away life
heartbroken.

outright cry
strikes at night
lost.

always lost
confused.
anxious.
scared.
lies.

knife
acts like
gasoline , poured on me

cast a match
flip the latch
to the prison cell of lost hearts

murmur my name
before i slain
the wretched beast

whisper into
the dead alleyways
a revival unavoidable

n̶e̶v̶e̶r̶ l̶o̶s̶t̶.
c̶o̶n̶f̶u̶s̶e̶d̶
a̶n̶x̶i̶o̶u̶s̶.
s̶c̶a̶r̶e̶d̶.
more deceit.

cold like a
untouched angel
away from the worst danger

i am born again.

purged.
regenerated.
strengthened.
renewed.
rebirth.
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(b.d.s.)
suggestions are always appreciated!
Naman Keshan Sep 2017
A POOR LITTLE GIRL

She was a poor little girl
Her soft hair fallen in shabby curl
Her eyes so bright like a pearl
In her moneyless world she was the earl.

Sitting in the street begging for food
A little she shares with a good mood
Playing with the butterflies far in the woods
Her clothes so ***** but she looked so good.

Through the street she did roam
Looking for a safer and a warmer home
Though she never got any shade
But she was so brave, never afraid.

Love you little girl your story so sad
People to you were often so bad
Through so much struggle you never did fade
Never gave up, I'm so proud of you and so glad.

Your heart teaches that love is the real treasure
At the end of the day goodness is the measure
Which brings peace and is never a leisure
Being rich in spirit and soul is the essence of pleasure.

— The End —