Sankalp Mirani
Time for a little talk,
A lifesaving it might be, An audience I need, Might be the last time you hear from me.
Can’t write the papers are wet of my tears,
My pen oozes off ounces of pain,
Can’t talk, a bitter lump in my throat, Wisshing that you could read my eyes and understand my soul.
Wishing I could tell you of the dark secrets I carry, Somehow they are part of me yet I’m still pure in heart,
Wish I could talk to you of the family feuds.
Won’t even know where to begin.
A little chit chat 1 request,
Hope you all will understand,
My strength has its limits reached and exceeded, Can’t take anymore of it.
Judgy I hope you won’t be,
But with understanding you’ll hear me out,
For whatever I harbour is a burden to my soul, The story I have are too dark for the devil himself.
By: Sankalp Mirani
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