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.
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Author:
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- 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
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Comments1
May your sins be forever stay away from you.
Andy
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