Self
SELF
Truth, hatred for lie, openness,
sporting spirit and diligence
reasoning power deep and dense
are flowing in my blood.
Have respect to moral values.
Honest path always I choose,
Yet get no absolute clues,
Why to face so much hazard?
I am knocked hit and hurt
Yet I don’t stop but run fast
With high soul and great heart
being an optimist.
Though I go through deceit
ingratitude, I won’t admit
failure, dismay or defeat,
but ‘ll clear the mist.
06/14/1 .
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2018
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