Sinful Days
The four walls of my chamber
Scattered dust and suffocated air
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Dear Shakil, you heve inscribed this poem in a positiveness of life as a new red rose to be bloomed with smiling face. Let it be quoted.... I wore a smile in my wan face To camouflage my dejection and despair I worked, played, and consoled myself Hoping for a radiant golden tomorrow. Marvellous poem shared. Full vote.
Another amazing write from your poetic pen. A hopeful ending. Indeed a new red rose will bloom. Though melancholy holds sway often but hope can flower any time.10