Tarun Sharma

(05 April 1985 / Tezpur)


thousands of days past
while walking to the acme
thousands of relations last
for running after the money

days were best
when kids used to sing melody
days gonna past
the only thing left is agony

I am tired of being best
crushing the colleagues for honey
I am tired to become first
living away from others, all lonely

God I never felt that much pain in ma chest
the tears are flowing
God grant me few days more before I left
I wanna hug my friends, they are calling

tired of body can sleep and rest
what to do with desperates oh honey!
tired of soul can never sleep and thrust
all the time in rememberance that are thorny

Submitted: Tuesday, August 05, 2008
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