The Mice'En Scene Of My Life
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Sitting back one day
I was thinking about something I will say...
My life had turned into a roadside play
Ironically I was having hay.
The stage was as broken as my emotions
The spotlights were destroyed by meteoric collisions
Of problems troubles and dejections
The audience were those people
Who had everything from staple
To luxury, which was obtained by luck or either by forgery
They told me, Hey Boy
Thou should forget that battle of Troy
Which stole from you everything
From happiness to confidence
From sadness to that jovial madness.
Forget that and move on
Don't be a moron.
I stood in the middle of that stage
And had a gaze at them
While I was shivering and
My feet were finding it difficult o stem.
They didn't have alcohol
They didn't have rum
It's just that the tree of my life
Has getting rid of me like a plum
Which falls from a cart
When it passes over the hump
And hits the floor with a nastiest thump.
My eyes were fogged with the steam of tears
For I had spent twenty-something years on a goal
Which had now left the deepest hole
That you can ever imagine
I wanted to say to those million heads.
You can have your suggestions,
It is easy to say,
Forget, forgive and move on,
Keep your breath and hold on
Your life will change
That's for sure
God will give you the necessary cure...
But does it really happen
Or is it just another weapon
In the hands of millions of head
That is just ready to turn you in a dead
I fell on my knees
Soon I started to weep
That loud shriek was about to sweep, all the limelight
To watch it was a delight
But to undergo that was a horrible plight
I could see the eyes full of disgust
With my Brutus's looking at me with distrust,
I questioned myself what was my mistake,
Why I could not have my desired piece of cake
Was it the lack of hard work Or dedication,
On the part of the saint that was sitting with full concentration
Or was it just the game of destiny
That was nothing more than a mockery
I looked up and into the sky
I saw some snowflakes which were falling dry
With this, the curtain fell and I had a hope
That everything will get well.
This was the mice' en scene of the chapter of my life,
That will haunt me even in my afterlife.