I feels in me
With every passing day
I'm losing my self
In hope of a bright ray
So many wishes
& a lot of dreams
I'm drowning alone
In desert it seems
The more I try
The hard it get
That sweet home of past
Is the new jail I met
They walk past me
But never returns
They talk to me
But never asks
Like ashes of goals
Like steps of thorns
From those lucid dreams
These curses are borns
With sorrows rhythm
A last smiling rhyme
Like dying flame
Wanna glow one last time.
©namrata05
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