Arya A J

Tears sparkling down the cheeks

Hiding the sorrows, keeping mum

Noone hears what it speaks

Letting go a silent song to hum

 

“Pain is for gain”, once said

But what’s more, pain or gain?

Pillows to cover your eyes in bed

Still asserting, your deed is in vain!

 

To reach up to destiny the final abode

Can’t decide myself, it’s date and time.

The need for a frame, a memoir in cupboard

Enthrills me to wipe out my soul, my name.

 

Once it’ll be done, till hearts content

‘cause desire surely wins its fulfillment.

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