In a fight with self
How can one scream for help
Why does the sun becomes dull day by day
Why does hope keeps distancing away
What is this obligation of fitting in
Isnt neglecting self love, also a sin?
What else are our needs
Sprituality in place for all creeds.
Why is love of parents, siblings or spouse
Not enough and creates the doubts
A void somehow adepts its way
That is when, the thoughts sway
The emptiness craved inside the heart
Perplexes one half and agitates other part
We fail to consider the half full glass
THAT one moment gets on head and ALAS!
The unfulfilled dreams come to an end
I hope God, this doesnt become a trend
With regrets lined in array
C'est la vie, pleasure and dismay— % &
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