I have no choice,
I have no voice,
I am lost in my dreams,
I am sold for my yearns,
I have seen it all,
I have the bliss of down fall,
I fall and I rise,
I tried to make my life wise,
I am not worried any more,
I know nothing can pierce my core,
I have nothing to lose,
I am happy that I have nothing to choose,
I bleed my soul,
I love my role,
I am what you call waste,
I have no place to rest,
I am living dead,
I am selfish inside my head,
I am slave of my thought,
I crave for lot,
Until I found myself
By Abhijit Basu
@aksthereflection
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Profound and insightful couplets, well conceived and nicely crafted in persuasive diction with artistic brilliance.