THE REAL TREASURE Once traversing the road of treasure, I met a weeping soul, Politely I inquired, The soul’s label, unknown. Sobbing badly, she answered, ‘Trust’ is what they call, I’m meant to fasten links, Sadly, I’m on my downfall. Inspecting her malady, I asked her cure, She smirked and replied, Despite, I won’t endure. … Continue reading Poem Collection of Shatakshi Dubey