No choice, no word to say
Permanence is always being kept at bay
Every other day things come to a stop
Battle starts again on who is at fault
Worst to say…
This battle keeps killing as
I dint answer my blessings
Thousands around, got one or two,
Here it always went missing..
Nothing at help, I am still surviving…
This survival itself is your triumph. Awesome poem...........10++
There are times when we face a bizarre situation or a dilemma without any answer or a solution. This calls for a struggle every now and then. You have rightly pointed out: Every other day things come to a stop Battle starts again on who is at fault Nothing at help, I am still surviving…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice poem 10+++++++++