In search of solace,
the soul searched each place.
Rummaging through the old happiness
and the restricted zone of silence.
Zephyr hit hard,
Unfolding each piece of card.
Life isn't a joyful play,
Sometimes, a price you have to pay.
Sleepless nights, nothing to to blame.
Of all the joys, nothing to claim.
I aim, I aim, to smile a little.
For everyone around, who choose to belittle.
A smile afterall, you force.
Facing the chaos, out of discourse.
If that's how life seems to be.
Oh ! An After Life, I wish to see.
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