Walls Poem by Vinod Sharma

Walls



Cutting through
A wall, of ice,
Jaws of vice,
Behind, a wall anew,
Across, life;
Another ahead
Again instead,
A colder, harder knife,
Shroud white;
Weary, bleedin',
Will will win,
Beckons yonder light.

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