Am a fallen leaf
Of a withered tree,
Moving here and there
With my freedom free.
Here and there are friends, all forgotten
Who come in the light
And go in the dark.
But I like a pendulum,
Always reach my place,
In every condition and every disgrace.
Am losing courage and confidence
Not even a glance,
To all my dear friends.
©Snehal
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Pretty nice.
Excellent composition, my fruend.😊