the tragic end will never begin again,
the black dog discarded will never be tamed.
persona personified persistently to prove purity
would be welcomed and witnessed by whoever is witty.
the crowded streets got filled with loneliness again,
music filled by voices disappointed said that life was a one sided game.
coaxed is the heart to dealwith the dumb thoughts
i dont know when the pregnant mind will have a blast.
peace being costly, the ruins still remain.
mercy is merrier, with innocence always blamed.
the eyes looking at the distant view has turned watery,
horizon will speak," miser is not as unlucky as is misery".....
.............abhi.........
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