The Peace In you, Is Lost In The Ghost Of The Past

At Pen:

Krishank Kashyap

In the streets of my heart,

I walk on the lane of memories.

Sequined in me the breeze of kind and pleasant.

In the streets of my heart,

Contemplating the reflection in you.

As I looked through, I saw,

Grief, covered with bleu.

The peace in you, is lost in the ghost of the past.

In the streets of my life,

Accept the unexpected.

The wheel of time will reach an interval where there is no ghost of resentment.

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