There Is No Magic In Our Lives Poem by abu tarek md tahsin
There Is No Magic In Our Lives
2am on station street
Waiting for the starlight express
Going home
She is asleep
As I brush my teeth
She mumbles something
Distant and incoherent
There is no magic in our lives
There is no magic in mediocrity
There is no magic between Alan and alessia
There is no magic between Rahul and radha
We are slaves to 9 - 5 jobs
We are slaves to overtime and night shifts
No vacation in Bali or Hawaii
Would undo that
There is no magic in our lives
There is no magic in mediocrity
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4/27/2024 1:55:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
There is no magic in our lives There is no magic in mediocrity.../// the tone of sadness; oh yeah in the middle class life no magic of beautiful earth hugs lovingly; comes for longer