Treasure Island

Karnail Singh Heirwale

(28th june,1933 / Heir distt Amritsar, Punjab, India)

FOR THY BELIEF


FOR THY BELIEF

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For thy belief
I can make any sacrifice
Of body or mind
Since I have no body or mind
For all is lost into you
My being is not a medium for yours
But the two at vain march to realms
Unknown
Except those who know
That their identity is no identity
Except the identity of their better self
The other
Yea frankly thyself

(karnailsingh Heranwale)

Submitted: Sunday, May 16, 2010

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