My life is a waste,
It had left with no taste,
Every colour had disappered,
My pain had just reappeard...! !
Taking it all inside,
I am filled with some fear,
Fear to get hurt all over again,
And to lose the people who are near..! !
People are there all around,
They are making noise, They are making some sound,
The sound not sensible to me,
I dont know when my inner myself will be found,
Tired of smiling the fake smile,
And trying walking in there shoes through a mile,
They think i am a robot or something,
In which they had just inserted a file..!
My dear ones are now walking away,
'I am a loser in life' as they say,
Loosing every bit of thing i had,
My mind is now going mad, ..
I am getting depressed, I am getting sad,
Death is the only thing now, that i had,
To end my pain the only thing i left with,
It will come to me, And i will be dead..! !
-Avi Jain
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