• sangeetamagar 5w

    Beneficial pain

    Crying and begging for mercy
    Amidst millions of wretched soul
    Justifying my tears and grief
    Beyond the wounds of all.
    All pretend, all enact, all the greedy rips
    Streams of salty water flowing
    From the holes of eternal bliss
    Few sob, some snort, and many wail
    And the focus shifts to the one in utmost pain
    To seek for a happy heart is a quest unattainable
    The whole of the world is about a garden of undying crop of despair.