Nostalgia of Life

Every step forth in life,

Takes me to a zone filled with fright,

Millions of stars enclosing the sky,
Takes me to the day 4th of July,

A memento of which was a glimpse of life,
Where i was wandering round the street,
On a cold dark night,

A shop I noticed,
 Filled with Turkish delight,
Which arouse in me a childish light,

There came a voice from my behind,
Requesting a morsel to replenish his plight,

Giving a penny to the destitute man,
Happiness i received with a smile on that man,

Satisfaction was the factor that i received that day,
Making my day a spiritual bouquet...

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