Agony
It would come
One day my way
I did anticipate
It would be often
The part of life
I could not anticipate
My dreams shatter
My plans question marks
My future in a mess
I did not deserve this!
Why me!
Of all the people!
Then I seek
Solace in me alone
These are testing times
I will fight it
Out and out
To chase it away!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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