My Pain
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Day by day I live
In repentance of
My past deeds
With slippery time
I go on living only
Uprooting dead weeds
My book of life
Has pages all blurred
And tanned yellow
Eaten by termites of
Sins it has lost
All its charm and glow
I don't have a shelf
To hide and I am ready
To get lost in dust
Draped in the darkness
Of untold misery
My soul is getting lost
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