Desolated

For some reason unknown, I always feel

useless, nameless, just not me.

I many a times hear my heart beats loop

like a fly that fell in a bowl full of soup…

 

 

 

I just feel the world is not for me,

or just the opposite, may be…

I feel a tear crumbling on my cheek

when ever, where ever I feel meek…

 

 

 

I fear, that may be I fear too much,

I don’t fear the storms,but mere a touch…

I know I am right when the world calls me wrong…

I feel too weak, when I  feel I am strong.

 

 

 

I feel I m not in the right world,

or maybe I am jut the wrong mould…

I fear, that I feel too much

I feel a tear, a moment, a touch.

 

 

 

But for some reason unknown, I always feel

useless, nameless, just not me.

I fear living, even fear to die I fear,

I fear a world that’s sly…

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