addiction to bleakness

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
something which goes over my mind constantly....just trying to give them words

Submitted: November 12, 2016

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Submitted: November 12, 2016



Some times In our lost glory

We seek a new story

It is so dizzy

To make things easy


There is a thing called love

Falling in which is to rove

I merrily fell in so

But felt the pain though


Things went wrong

And i felt as a nong

If I wish i can be calm

But I don't crave to lam


People come and go

Timely for a day or for an hour

Some stay and some just fade away

If this is life , then it needs to grow

We r the one to make it a flower

On our glory , making larger way

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