Why - Poem by sumit bansal
i sometimes wonder why,
the sky and stars r so high.
will i ever be able to link
me, myself(my soul) and sky so pink(evening sky)
why am i born on this land of sin
is it possible to change my origin
millions of whites in the huge black
will i ever know the secret in the back
where will i land with curosity like this
all i know is its not simple as looks it is
is there any more earths out in black
running prallel with some years to slack.
i know i will know all some day
may be when me departs with myself.
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