Crows of Banaras

mydesirelines

In their eyes

she, is the holy river

and I, am a doubtful sinner.

 

I drowned myself

deep in Ganges.

 

now she, is a holier-than-thou

and I, am a confessed sinner.

  • Author: mydesirelines (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 29th, 2020 11:16
  • Comment from author about the poem: Ghats of Banaras, in India, is a holy place where Ganga river is washing sins of many from thousands of year.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 9
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Comments1

  • Goldfinch60

    May your sins be forever stay away from you.

    Andy



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