Theme: Lost

I Want to Cry

Glory of this earth
ever on its zenith
Inverse goes
power in my eyes.
Keeping them closed
I robbed them of their rights.
Sore over it 
they want to cry now.
A pair more I need 
to see those  unheeded.     
Send me two more
So that I can cry,
their sorrow
thus I can share.
Let eons pass, 
I shall wait and wait
Till such time
please keep me fit.


More By  :  Pankajam K

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