::-Walking through the crowd -::

You feel their eyes piercing
Your spirit and soul
As you walk through the crowd;
Trying to be bold.

You see their faces with quick glance,
You don't know them, you admit.
But you are sure
That they'll know you are poor.

Then you concentrate on the path below
Ignoring gazes as much as you could;
Acting as if you're in hurry
As you struggle your way through.

Deep within your soul you know well
That you can never hide
From the eyes of the crowd,
And, no matter how hard you try,
Next encounter will be soon.

Still you keep on trying,
Feeling proud on you sometimes
For fighting alone with the world,
Though you know the truth,
You're being coward.

Self submission.

By-Vinod


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regards: Vinod Jadhav
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