Through the roughest paths
You walk a long distance
unaware of where you are to go
Life takes twists and turns
and you get pains and burns
And then,
Suddenly it happnens
Without any notice,
All comes to a standstill..
No distance to go
No journey to finish,
Only a few verses
that hang on like a lost wish
There you are left with
A few words that never rhymed
But they told your story
And your pulse-less hymn
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1 comment:
why there is so much of pain in your poetry?
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