Treasure Island

Yogiraj Biplab

(25/08/1997 / Darjeeling India)

How to see ourselves?


Stand before the looking glass once.

You will see yourself in, what you are.

Observe neatly your face and ask yourself questions.

You will smile, you will laugh, you will be ashmed of yourself.

Talk to the front man and remember your past events.

And judge yourself, were you right?

If you see mistake, mend it.

You may not, but I'm sure you will see.

Because in every heart there is Sin.

Submitted: Sunday, October 20, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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It is written on the 26 September,2013. This poem tells you and excites you to see the eternal life. The mind in you, from where the Good and Bad are judged.

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