Imperfect is my Kingdom
Memories of broken past
Fake lights of illusions
I thought were my stars
The road that I walked alone
How they tore me apart
Disbelief, doubts and grief
No longer I could trust or walk
Yet, through the tunnel
Light is somewhere near
Slowly healed by a change
An exception seems clear
As it emerged, then it seemed
You are an exception
For, I see the real inside you
Without pseudo expressions
These twists and turns, still
Conspire ruining my kingdom
Yet, in faith, I love to believe
You are an exception
Bewildering road ends here?
Or somewhere far is unreal
Yet, my eyes closed, I believe
You are an exception
For, I see the real inside you
Without pseudo expressions
And, I can be the real with you
Without adaptations
02 Dec / Gopal Trital
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