I am a lonely poet who quietly sits,
To pen my verses with sunlit ink,
With memories coloured by its
golden sheen,
Of days gone by with coloured dreams!
Churning out words of hope, love and
liberty,
Which shall some day set my soul free!
While my verses will glow in its final
burst,
Like some exhausted and dying star,
Wth its last burst of radiant flame,
Glowing like the supernova from the depths
of steller space,
Telling all, I had been, I was!
RAJ NANDY
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