A Broken Soul in a Broken World
Cursed into the kind
With a broken mind
Persevering ignominy
And a broken pedagogy
I need no pity
Nor any claps
Just mere mundane humanity
Obloquy by cohabitants
Scorches my wits
Should I fight my demons
Or honour my guild
So, I keep my coterie
Unaware of my illusions
I fear being resented
If I expose their delusions
Umang Dureja has work in
wire India and muse India,
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Poetry
thanks for being out there creating and mentioning the struggle of mental illness. i applaud your work and pray for your health.
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