Unfortunately
it did bring me the misery instead.
Poor heart
does not know-
What did it
bring
Whether it is
a curse or it’s a blessing..
In a town full
of happiness
Mine is the
only good full of soreness
Dint receive
the fun of this celebration
Received only
fun no more than pain..
At times is
the glow of light-
At times is
the darkness of death-
What outfit
should I wear?
Should I
become a dacoit or a saint?
Present are
many facets to this compassion
I do not
recognize which one is excavation
Thousand of
bonds like these exists
When went on
to settle them -
The way
stirred persist
But I remained
behind
Just could
take few steps
And do circle
around your mind says-
Poor heart
does not know-
What did it bring
Whether it is
a curse or it’s a blessing..
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