The Agony
I'm not free,
Not even my cage is wide;
Against tonnes of expectations,
I've only cried.
Precipitates of my 'tries',
lying much too high;
Not that much I inhale,
That much I sigh.
My eyes are full of tears,
But where do I shed;
Throughout my journey,
The signals have been red.
O life! I haven't understood so far,
How to define you;
End me for a better please,
Till then keeps it due.
©prabhat_anand
2019-08-28 07:01:26
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