What am I doing??
Yeah! I am preparing for tomorrow!
How many would I lie,
How many hates would I borrow.
Though it is tomorrow,
It isn't a mystery to me.
I would be ending up badly
Like in history of my being.
Tomorrow's gonna end
But on & on...
This will go on!!
I would end up being stubborn..
To the fact that,
Life is an ultimate thorn!
I accept, I've lost
In the game of my life.
I take a step back
Back to the starting point!
Hearing the curses, bearing the sorrows
I am dead, lifeless.
Heaving so far,
Coz of rueful tomorrow!
'Whatever happens,
Is for its own good'
How can I believe in it
When I am hiding under the hood..
They say,"Tomorrow never comes"
But it always does.
Whatever it brings with it
Is all I never deserve!!
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