Hell and heaven

Hell and heaven

Walk hand in hand.

Sometimes hell holds my hand,

Sometimes heaven.

Sometime they both

Ask me to walk in the middle,

Holding theirs with each of my hands!

I don’t know what should I feel?

I,

Head held high,

Looking straight ahead,

Keep walking on the path

Ahead of me.

Without looking

In to their eyes.

Sometimes, finding me

Indifferent

They both leave my hands.

Still, I continue to walk ahead,

Not caring about the End!

~ Nehal Nandip

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