I Am A Long Forgotten Soul

I Am A Long Forgotten Soul short poem

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I am a very long forgotten soul,
I have nothing, of which I can take pride,
I am dwindling with my every stride.

I am having no path to stroll,
Every time I try to try, I am thrown aside,
I am a long forgotten soul.

In my life there is nothing like a goal,
There is not even He with me as my Guide.
There is no one to whom I can abide.
I am a long forgotten soul.

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Dev Raj

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I am a random boy of 15 from the land of India, my motherland, of which I am proud of. I am an avid reader of books or or in a nutshell I am a bibliophile. Because one advice is common by everyone, "Read, read and read" and also"A room without books, is a life without soul"Anything that I like are my studies and ofcourse literature. I have no interest in other things, which people call recreation. Ya, I love songs, but not singing(For the sake of other people).I also like to hear inspirational songs, because it is a means to propel my life further. Another means, of inspiration for me are poetry by legendary poets of English. I would like to share a poetry by the epic poet Robert Frost. I remember this poem by heart,"Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow.My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year.He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake.The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. "
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