Conflict Of Mind - Poem by Priya Radhakannan
Autumn of youth demands for spring,
Insomniac nights are tired of intoxicating wine.
Hey, virtual lover-boy
Hey, priced possession of some sacred heart
Pardon me if I float with you in my reverie land
For my mind has lost its control but not my moral.
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