The light of morrow of my dream
Peeps into the dark cell
Of my imprisoned mind
To free it from the bondage
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When Love wears the mask of Love Sometimes I get confused And trapped due to error of judgement And my senses get paralysed. Then my inner self shows me The right way to joy. A very well written poem..10
Thank you so much dear poet for your kind words on my poem....
A well crafted poem with perfect wording deserving 10.