Mystery Poem by Neha Godambe

Mystery



Taciturn, murky but young
Onto you my temptations flung
Reckless I act, unknowing the fact
Wherefore they leave you unstrung
Merrily I bring the joy,
To please you with sheen my boy
But words fail, faith ails,
Slithering in mystery I lie

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Neha Godambe

Neha Godambe

Mumbai, India
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