My beliefs drowned
in the bottomless sea
of betrayal!
My virtues and me
live together
in a grave
where we were
buried alive!
Not once
not twice
I’ve died
a million times.
A body I carry
a burden to bear
the soul plundered
unheard…
the beauty decayed
within unseen!
Still I walk
I’ve to move on
a dead man walking
that’s what I am.
Copyright © Archana Bora
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