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Thoughts..

Thoughts..

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I wake up every morning

With a feeling in my heart to find love

And damp loneliness in my mind

I feel exhilarated whenever I think about her


But who is she…not yet found

Her face is still a blur for my eyes

I feel her in my dreams but it’s useless

I stand still on the railway platform with hope


Hope of boarding the jam- packed train

Hope of reaching somewhere on time

Hope of finding someone in life


The train carries empty dead bodies

With no emotions and an incomplete soul

Everyone is standing with open eyes

But oh friend… All are blind

Some fear of losing their job

Some fear of poverty

Some fear of being feared


Stomach should be full to fall in love

Money can fill our stomach and not love

There is rarely any true love in modern age

Everything is temporary like sorrow and pain


Even trains are divided into two classes

Rich travel on a cushioned seat

Poor travel with a punctured grief


Love has changed like people of today

Compromise is missing, it’s all just kissing

People are turning into devils and animals

All are ready to kill each other

Use each other and throw them


Education is the only weapon to overcome poverty

Overcome our fears and to achieve freedom from oneself


The train stops with my thoughts 

I stood up as my station has arrived

And I forget about people and the world


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