Summers bereft, autumns forlorn, winters frozen;
Then comes bloomimg Springs diminishing ashen,
Like a cold heart towards Exhilaration
As a consequence of beautitude in action!
Day by day, year by year,
Swooning over the facts after,
One casually awe to dare,
Here we come ahead
To share our fear!
Standing tall,
Struggling along,
For surviving fittest lifelong;
Amidst Unburdened with curiosity
To bake mystic spell's charismatic cookie!
I was afraid of loneliness
I always thought,
So I went here,
And Went there,
For all the happiness I could grab
in my fist to make sure,
Of letting go everything else that came,
In between my path;
But then the climax turned out to be opposite,
What I craved, was long gone,
And that took over my integrity!
Begging was the last option I thought,
And that was the only thing I could not try out,
Lost was happiness, lost was everything,
Left with loneliness,
Whom I denied to befriend before
Because I was taught its definition wrong!
So what is the point in everything.
that you do to keep yourself away from loneliness?
What is the point in everything,
That you give up to see youself happy one day?
What is the point in everything,
That you sacrifice the teeny tiny needs
Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG
Texte: Shweta Chatterjee
Bildmaterialien: Shweta Chatterjee
Lektorat: Shweta Chatterjee
Übersetzung: Shweta Chatterjee
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 31.08.2015
ISBN: 978-3-7396-1148-8
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