Unlit Candles (Limerick)
Unlit Candles (Limerick)
We feel the drops of isolation,
Can’t confess to humans, craving salvation.
It’s a curse we can't erase,
Fear and menace in our face,
Yet we live, seeking some compassion.
Dheeksheeth
We feel the drops of isolation,
Can’t confess to humans, craving salvation.
It’s a curse we can't erase,
Fear and menace in our face,
Yet we live, seeking some compassion.
Dheeksheeth