The tired humans stirring by,
Walking home alone,
As they wish to see their kids,
Their family, their home.
They can quell their sadness,
Just seeing their loved ones,
Who are waiting so dearly,
For one and another.
How I wish there was someone too,
I could wait for, atleast a brother.
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They rush and rush,
Just to go see their happy bunch,
Their exhausted face; swept by a smile,
As they see their happy home.
Making them feel like;
It was worth running a mile.
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But what about me?
I'm stranded, hopeless,
It's oppressive, so distraught,
The fell clutch I'm stuck in,
The menace looming upon me
,
Everything; it feels like their mocking,
At my helpless state I'm constantly feeling,
I know I'm a fool; but still why do I think,
There will be somebody here for me,
In a white t-shirt tucked-in.
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Seeing them ever so happy,
makes me want to crush those smiles,
Which hold the joy and merry.
They're infuriating,
Why are they happy?
How are they happy?
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I know they don't deserve it,
They left me here stranded,
If there is a celestial up there,
Do you see this bludgeoning happening?
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I do know I'm ignoble,
But don't I deserve some felicity,
Where are my golden wings?
Did they ever even exist?
The roses wither before blooming,
They don't get a chance to be free,
No sunlight, all rain,
every petal withering away.
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I heard hope is elastic,
Yet for me its rigid,
It once flew away from me,
No matter where it is now, it's free,
I hope someone holds om their hope,
And doesn't end up like me.
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I lay down, for the enth time,
Sepulchral, a bit rattled,
As I heard my doorbell ring,
Are they finally here?
Someone who'll help me by aught,
As incantation fills my ears,
I open the door with no fear.
-
Yet to my dismay it was,
A young and tired newspaper man,
Not a bit surprised I was,
how he scrunched his nose upwards,
I do smell, just a bit,
Went away as soon as he came,
And I lay down all dismayed,
As the thoughts replayed,
For the enth time that day.
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