I am walking alone
In this world of despair,
Many a times I find
Thorns and thistles on my way.
I'm so weary and tired
And search someone to lean on,
But many come on the way
With discouragements of their own.
I dream on my way
That things might turn good,
Walking all alone - when
Suddenly some one comes;
To cheer up on life's way,
Showing a beautiful vision.
But thats just for a moment
For fate, I tread alone again.
By: - Khirod Dalpati
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