Confession of an afflicting mind

the fear of being alone, in this crowded nest,

sitting in the room, remembering every one's face

calling my name, aloud, so that everyone could tell

on every shores, its echo remains

the plans I make, is an unexecutable file

the deeds I did, are the punsihable crime

the history I make, is a mysterious dine

with my obsetinable fame and the glory to shine

I don't know the reason, for not speaking it loud,

dying in the shame of, being the undeserving one

and the remorse of things, I never tried

to handle these blames, so that I could survive

Hope One day, I will meet my destiny

will sit with it, to discuss my insanity

and walk with it, so nobody to follow

and lie with it, to taste my sorrow..!!