In A Fix Poem by RAJIB BASKEY
In A Fix
Neither Books nor mates,
me think, can make me feel happy;
As in a fix...
not known what's to be done!
Loneliness, or the seas of probs which my makes me dizzy.
I miss my first love in lap,
I miss the most my darling beauty, that we both are devoid of.
Am I going to be mad?
Ye, nothing I like, nothing I desire.
'M Bleed and bleed and dying the very death.
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