Let this night be a nightmare,
For I have become weary of
The horrid and pallid night,
Not knowing where my destination is.
Let this desert be a part of my life
For I have become fed up with this
Fake oasis of life full of ruthless
Activities and promises
Not knowing what next to do.
Let this veiled brightness of the day
Pass through the deserted lane
Of a weary midday tiredness,
Not knowing where my destiny is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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nicely crafted the journey of life when one has to travel alone.... Thank you for sharing with us