Subhayan Chanda


Walk - Poem by Subhayan Chanda

End is inevitable nor is love
The string of life is a knot
it's filled with dark secrets
we wish to get rid of

In this small walk of sadness
we all look for that one spark
that pushes the agony away
and makes it feel alright

We wait for that one soul that makes feel warm
one, with whom we can play along
with whom we'll have no regrets
and together walk this walk of hatred

Topic(s) of this poem: life, love


Comments about Walk by Subhayan Chanda

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (1/20/2016 12:11:00 PM)


    End is inevitable nor is love
    The string of life is a knot....you are perfect in this composition definitely. Wise sharing done definitely.10
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 20, 2016



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