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Vihas S

Abstract Tragedy

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Vihas S

Abstract Tragedy

Confusion II

Confusion II

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When I think about my future

It is clouded with darkness

The light may be hidden

Which I am unable to search,

At this age itself

Hope is lost.


At this age itself

Despair is my constant companion.

What to do? What to do?

Is my daily cry.


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Similar english poem from Abstract