A glum life
Having nails of problems
Goes always with pain towards unknown destination
No one makes a haste to know
What is a glum life?
Why its bosom is full of pain?
Why its eyes are full of rain?
No one knows
Dejected heart feels fathomless love
Though it endures burdens of agonies
Eyes are lachrymose
They can't see affection
For they have lost their sight
But no one knows
How a glum life spends moments in seclusion?
But sees many glum lives
Everywhere in the street shattering with
Hopes
Dreams
Desires
Talents
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