My Life Is Crumbling Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
My Life Is Crumbling
My life is crumbling
And crumbling, my dear queen,
See me, I am your king.
Everything is cracking
In rubble without your
Love, see me, my dear queen.
Hear me, I am calling you
Hundred times, my dear queen.
I am talking you, I am
Going towards you.
I know, you are the only truth.
O my dear queen, come to me,
Without you, my sleeping, my
Living all are far away from me.
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4/25/2024 10:39:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
truth andlove and life and living all go together.