Hall mark of reality,
And where is it?
I muse and confused.
I smile at my
Own profile.
All possibilities are there
In me and I am ready to
Bear all pain.
Here I am, see me,
Am I not innocent?
Let it be cleared
Before going to the doom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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To bear the pains of life! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.