A beautiful morning always I believed,
Still occurs after each night,
But the day is becoming unbearable,
And the night with a ruthless pain.
Day becomes heavier now a days
As it progresses into evening,
A hard unbearable agony gradually grabs
The heart with great force.
Feel like I never desired anything,
Now nothing remains to be desired,
And I never awoke to this world,
Now I never need to sleep.
As a never ending sorrow
gets into Veins of the body,
The grief engulfs over the
Soft layers of sensitive mind.
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