Treasure Island

Rohit Sapra

(7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

Really Depressed With Hurt


So much of sorrowfulness is in my heart
The pain just goes on to be, like a never ending thing
My future is uncertain as all the hope is actually exhausted
All is lost and even the joy is weakening
True is my state of trouble since it really hurts a lot
Being alive is a compulsion since ending my life will just make me a coward
It hurts to live in this manner although not many alternatives are with me
Right now I am just reporting my pain and nothing positive I sense.
A smile is impossible to be exhibited in this condition of severe pain
These emotions only go on to make one really depressed with hurt.

Submitted: Saturday, February 22, 2014

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  • Neelima Thottappillil (2/24/2014 3:15:00 AM)

    Pain is just a curtain
    Pull it aside
    U will see
    A reason to smile
    Because nothing stands too long
    Will Move on
    And for everythiing..
    ...there is a cause! !

    ...Inviting you to read my poems... (Report) Reply

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