YOUR SPACE

Poetry
Simmering in Cold

I am searching for the
mistakes in me. The hardening
vision will decide who was the culprit.

You are not living
for the neighbor. I stitch the wounds of
keys and locks of humanity.

How long you will
find the truth. It is on the beach.
Not in the water, not in the sky.

Introspection makes one nearer to perfection. Everyone may pursue his goals without harming others. Discerning ability is necessary to reach the goal.

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Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003
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