Brooding Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

Brooding



O' Lord save me!
From my friends and foes
Flatterers and critiques
For I fail to make out-
The difference between.

Floating like a ⛵ boat
Caught into the storm
Of high tide of thoughts-
Negative and positive both.

I'm getting doubtful-
About my own existence
Just, ignoring-
Both flattery and criticism.

Will you kindly tell, who am I...?
Or let me do my own introspection.
-Copyright©hrsharma®2019
Ludhiana Punjab India.

Tuesday, January 22, 2019
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Will you kindly tell, who am I...?
Or let me do my own introspection.
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