Many are lost
In webs of lies
While others are lost
For lack of eyes
I'm not lost
Though I cannot see
I know what's there
On three sides of me
Behind is the past
That I can't let go
The pain and hurt
The won't ever show
On either side
I'm blessed to say
Are helpings hands
In many ways
And through the dark
I have yet to see
What it is
In front of me
But do I fear?
Not at all
I know what's there
Is worth the fall
So I wander
Surrounded by darkness
And know where I am
Among the heartless
A contest entry
- yet not lost... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended August 4, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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I am really touched by the last line...well done..I love it...and my friend thanks for sharing it with me...

