Searching my way in woods
Roaming around in mountains
Sun is shining, anger is rising
I want my destination
I am lost in lust
In ashes, in dust
Get me some sunshine
Want to taste life's wine...
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An insightful portrayal of life at its deplorable low ebb, well articulated and nicely penned in poetic diction with conviction. A good poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Bindu. Please read my poem THE OBSESSIVE AGONY OF LUST.