Bag and Baggages

O You are mine
And I am not yours
Alas,
Bag and Baggages no more.

To wait and watch
is my work.
I am not alone
for this work.
As you see
there is dark.

The prayer I offered
concealed me.
And I turned to violent.

What is good and
What is bad
You to decide
The Sun never set
Until then mind it.

poem by Gajanan MishraReport problemRelated quotes
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