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in a Pot of Misery...

I'm no stranger to miseries

Help, lost its ways finding me

Rains, fulfilled cries, frequently

Pain, kisses, like waves of sea, repeatedly.

 

Soul screams in agony, while body's still departing

Heart beats fast or slow, blood's fast dying

Breath shortens, falls, death's still rejecting

Eyes fantasies sleep, memory's starts burying.

 

Wine deceives, drugs fail, peeling misery

Time fills, with nature's meaningless thuggery

Silence shivers, writing futures or history

News omits, adding me in obituary...

◄ Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, you will be missed!

What a word "Respect". ►

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