It can be clearly seen,
That I am depressed…
Life has hit me hard,
It is now all a mess…
I walk around the village,
With not a purpose left…
And I almost look like,
A man who has committed theft…
People make fun of me,
But I remain speechless…
I have nothing to say,
Because I am so stressed…
I can share my feelings,
With no one around here…
There is no lack of fake friends,
In this atmosphere…
But there is a way out,
I have an old friend…
I fetch my notebook,
And I pick up my old pen…
The words begins to flow,
I start to feel relieved…
Writing helped me out,
You better believe…
So it’s time to pen off,
And go get some rest…
Tomorrow I face the troubles again,
I wish myself all the best…
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SHAMBHAVEE TIWARI.
nice one....:-0)
December 9th, 2013