Agony.. - Poem by Chaitanya Dorwat
Happiness: my worst enemy,
Breathing a life so mean, so evil,
where every moment is a scrutiny,
pereseverence: all that I lived with.
Reason to smile: not significant,
reason to live I find,
sorrows immortal comrades; jubiliant,
fighting pleasures which make me blind.
Fear to live but still destined,
strivivg for heavens with pains confined,
strings of hope upon I stand,
fortune I search written on sand.
Even almight now my embrace deny,
even death in it's chase that shy,
for a world peace when longs,
I will sacrifice my blessings strong.
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