This about something which makes you realise that you are living a life of a rat in a trap…..where bits of bread are just to attract you and put you in a trap..and the very next day you just try to console your self that one day you will escape…
life now just found the way of sorrows,
feels like I am living a life,given by borrows.
Each day comes with a different pain,
with a no hope of gain.
Me feeling like drowned in a heavy drain
or might have lost a destiny train,
Every day with a hope that today I cry,
but is even frustrated as the jar of eyes has no tears,Hundred times I try.
Still with a hope of new morning I live,
so that only happiness should be there to take and give.
With the jammed heart i try to smile.
making it broad for a while
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