Saturday, January 21, 2012

don't know...whether did the right or the wrong!

Don't know...
Whether did the right or the wrong...
But still you come every night
As the dark descends with all its plight!
Don't know...
Whether acted true or false...
But still you come
As the evening falls
On my empty ink-pot
And the stories with void fraught!

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