Why a soul, labored, beyond an, age
Chasing my shadow, thru, time’s trail
Life’s no more, than a, pilgrimage
Nor death, less than, hope’s Holy Grail!
With a fist, of faith, and a heart, full of fear
And streaks, of fate, crisscrossing hands
Amidst, two realms, hope and despair
I’m a milestone, where my, caravan stands!
Life ain’t, always a, lonely way
But, who are they, who, do not last
Those estranged, kith and kin, who say
I’m not, more than, worth an, outcast!
The one, I paved with, splintered dreams
Like the, rosary of, my conviction
I’m a, wandering tomb, of myself, it seems
On The Broken Road To Redemption!
© 2019 Vikas Chandra
vikas chandra 
I love your work my friend. You write the truth. We need the truth. I hope you are doing well and enjoying your life.
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Thanks a lot Friend!
I really value and appreciate your poetry and kind words for mine.
Have a wonderful day.
God bless you always……
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You are welcome friend. Have some fun and be safe.
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Thanks Brother! You too!!
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