Saturday, August 27, 2011

I wish to go


I wish to go

Gurdip

I shall hold no grouse
no grumble
if I die today
and pass to oblivion
unnoticed
So lonely
and desolate I am
disturbed
troubled
strife-worn
having been hit hard
by all
who around me
tried to bend
to twist me around
I wish to leave
make an exit
voluntarily.


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