Just Some Talks... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
Just Some Talks...
When things go ugly
worse than ever;
who knows what prayer works?
Maybe the God will come
and run between me and the monster
before our fight turns a bloody war.
The fate has ever been a very bad mate.
We have a bond kinda both love and hate.
Maybe I pull through this acid test
and calms down itself this sudden tempest.
I have prayed to Him to my mind
but till it is over I fail to unwind.
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