Hi, I am lady beat.I pen down something when the fire inside burns so fiercely so that I could not handle it more.Poetry had been a refuge for my heart since I was 11.For the past 8 years, 'he' had proved to be the most trustworthy and reliable friend, more often an affectionate, passionate and devoted lover... more »
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O my days long, hope blows in like sudden gust,
The sun dissents to depart at the gloomy west,
Time so lame and seconds longer,
Counting on every single knock of heart,
Echoing from a thousand hills of despair.
But life still hangs, as a spider does on broken dream-webs,
Unwoven by some careless hand, smashed life-hubs,
Lost in the unhappy end of another marvel,
Yet he restarts, driven by the thirst for survival,
And the dream of living whole of a day...