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A Walk

A wave of thick winter breeze sweeps over me…
Looking back at the diminishing images… a Guilt forever so blatant…
My earnings seems so void
What was untouched….What was left unturned…..What I failed
The gradual shades from morning to night never fails to remind me that
Time is slipping….
Only when I look into my empty hands…I see the lines stubbornly engraved 
Forces clasping them in defeat
Every second tells me its’ vulnerable status to remain with me…
But hope is in future…its virtual presence will always be my sublime force…
I will walk against all the odds…


By: shashank bhattacharya

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