Now i shall pen down all my thoughts,
The thoughts which i preserved for me myself,
Through the living of life'o mine
Through the passing away of time.
It goes this way and that
Where it ends there it starts,
Under such a situation when chaos reigns,
Here I begin the description surely in vain.
And when the sun shone at dawn today,
My own pretty sun i I found astray,
Where was my sun lost,
Oh GOD! a monster gobbled it up.
At an instance i thought,
The world has gone upside down,
At the other I felt astound,
The new sun was all I could profound.
But what was the matter with me that day,
It was actually, my thoughts getting a bit more wild,
And as I was penning down my thoughts,
My thoughts simply got blind.!
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