Time Travel. Poem by Kuldeep Sarkar

Time Travel.

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Our conscience is an agent of karma.
His forces keep rolling down the hall.
Don't look back. You may get arrested.
Don't look back down the hall. The invigilator's strict
And the police keeps guarding the wall.

Wednesday, June 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical ,philosophy,thoughts,deep,life
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