Shayari Bazar

My Inner LifeTis true my garments threadbare are,And sorry poor I seem;But inly I am richer farThan any poet's dream.For I've a hidden life no oneCan ever hope to see;A sacred sanctuary noneMay share with me.Aloof I stand from out the strife,Within my heart a song;By virtue of my inner lifeI to myself belong.Against man-ruling I rebel,Yet do not fear defeat,For to my secret citadelI may retreat.Oh you who have an inner lifeBeyond this dismal dayWith wars and evil rumours rife,Go blessedly your way.Your refuge hold inviolate;Unto yourself be true,And shield serene from sordid fateThe Real You.