On Behalf Of Our Old Lives Poem by Krishanth Sella

On Behalf Of Our Old Lives



Behalf of dis old mans conscious, I've forgotten names,
In d past they were with me for sure,
like am heading to d north, I cant remmember all d ways which i have come through.
Hoping one day all will be waiting near d long river,
Wishing d chariot will takes us to d desk,
Were we will be standing with a candle, to see d burns of d father,
Whose son is on cross foreve

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I wrote dis thinking on behalf of our old days
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