Real Pain Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Real Pain
Real pain
Wednesday,20th February 2019
in the pain,
you remain
very tense
and realize the curse
you get tears
just rolling with fear
feeling not near
but remain very far
life seems to be boredom
joy enters seldom
people seem to be strangers
and adding anger
awkward lines appear
when you look in the mirror
it seems you have lost the originality
and remain gripped with an agony
Hasmukh Mehta
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