When I admit
That I know not
What is right
And what is wrong
What is good
And what is bad
I have to
Give respect to
Your words
Though painful
To hear.
I have to see myself
Through your
Intellectual mirror
And I have to
Cross my own mind
And I have to
Remain eternally
Grateful to you
In particular
For your
Free expression
Without fear.
In frank and
Open manner
You have discovered
What is there in me
And enable me
Or you have given
A chance to
Look into my
Own private room
Wherein, all
The answers are there
For a bright future.
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