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All the hopes are despairs,
Left defeated, and feel emptiness,
The aspirations are in the air.
In the futile of happiness to pursuit,
Groping in the dark,
All the moments of joys elute,
In the darkness life of art.
All the happiness eludes,
Never amiable face in morning,
Everywhere suffering pervades,
Always creep life with the art of mourning.
The End!!!
-Prem
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ReplyDeleteTruly true Prem. In the world of darkness we longed for light and in the world of light we longed for dark, such is the human mind Prem. I am proud of you...
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot!
ReplyDeleteYeah! Light and Dark are the two side of a same coin.
And I am proud to be your student and to know that you are pursuing you MA....