Crossing the River
Everyday, I am moving far away from the place crowded with fears;
Chased by my own shadows I start walking.
I come to the same river;
Starring at the flow of the water trying to hold my breath.
I do not how long I stand there, before I go back where I started from.
Someday, I'll be on the other side of the river
Till then I keep walking...
Copyright © Aishwarya Jayasuriyan | Year Posted 2016
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