The Angel That Walked By
Her feet merely touching the ground,
she walks past, like an angel,
leaving behind, a sense of loss and sorrow,
my heart in a raging war against my mind.
I make my way over the untrodden path
towards a life of solitude.
And my heart explodes,
for it strives for the beauty
and serenity that you drizzle upon me,
for thou art my passion and my reality
Where have thee gone-my
beloved, for my fondness towards thee
has not but grown over the wild shackles
that prevent my freedom, the
society haveth within its grip.
Copyright © Thulasithan Gnanenthiram | Year Posted 2021
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