
I am the ghost of the past,
Of the costly mistakes I did,
Emotions that I failed to hide,
Greed that swept me like a tide,
I am struggling to get over it….
Shackled by the habits I learnt,
Tackled by the circumstances,
Tortured by the faceless foes-
Who I mistook to be friends,
I am struggling to get over it….
I try to fly high but fail,
To smile but only can wail,
Want to get away from shadows,
But they trail me until light fails,
I am struggling to get over it….
Standing at HIS court of justice,
I plead of my genuine innocence,
My feeble voice was not heard,
Capital sentence was declared.
I am struggling to get over it…
…..Even after my life !!
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