The Depths of Dusk

As the sun goes down,

I frown,

And see the darkness engulf me.

From the depths of my soul,

A hole,

Empty, gazes up and razes,

My very existence into dust,

Yet I have to walk,

I must.

   

Written By Parijat Mukherjee

Image Curation By Dipannita Banerjee

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