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Anshu Shekhawat

Tragedy


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Anshu Shekhawat

Tragedy


Tired Heart

Tired Heart

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I wrote it again

To pay a tribute

To my fatal destiny


Which broke me

From inside but

Made me a strong

Soldier every time


I was howling

Moaning in the longed nights

Wearing a pair of

Golden slippers

I found myself

In the tight corners

Splashing the water

On my face again

And again

But was unable

To remove the stains of

His torturing hand

On me.


Rumours followed

Me

Till I came to the city end.

I kneel down to cry

Screaming in the pain

I am tired of running

Moaning in vain.


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