• thepoetkumar 6w


    I have an disorder
    So,I can never keep myself in the order
    I stay between the border
    Of pleasure
    And pain
    I like to gain
    The power of God
    To break the shadows
    And spread the light
    To fall on my soul

    I think of miracles
    Love to be on the cradles
    I'm living since decadal

    I'm wearing the mask of failure
    I'm riding the thoughts of depression
    Is there someone out here
    Who can give me suggestion