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Picture: Charles Bridge, Prague, Czech Republic, August, 2014



Virtuous or wicked, thoughts within,
Exhibit their true nature,
Look at his vision,
He fashions such creatures.

What you perceived, was a quintessential make,
I deceived you with a face so fake!!

Blood in my veins, had turned so dark,
An egoist in me, generated its spark.
Repulsive was my persona, naïve was my attitude,
Egregious I had become, I wished for solitude.

They hated me, I need not know,
I hated myself, was all I knew.
So evil were my thoughts, so devilish were my actions,
Anticipating the future, I lived in apprehension.

Reaping what I sowed, I was burdened with the load,
Reminiscences of my past, hurled till the last.
Fearlessly I lived, I had nothing to give.

Vacillating between the two worlds, I was
The one I owned, and the one that owned me,
The one I created, and the one that created me.

“Save me, stop me!!”, my inner voice burst out
“I shall not be the person I am”, it pleaded out.
God sent her to rescue my soul,
From the beasts and beetles, within me that growled.

Devil in me she tore apart,
Evil in me, I can see depart.
A new bud grows on the bosom,
In the shade of her friendship,
Some righteousness blossoms.

A friendship so angelic, a road so curvy,
Tyro I am, in this new journey.

-- Akriti Gupta (Date: 27th June, 2007)
Copyright © 2017. All Rights Reserved

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