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Topsy-Turvy Life

Topsy-Turvy Life

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My own heart has betrayed me


A countless numbers of times.


For it has believed in things impossible.


It has trusted fire for not burning


And snow for not making it cold


But it realised one day


It was burning with cold.


Many a times it has said everything


Only if had it been aloud.


Nothing changes but the ache grows deeper


Remembering each vows.


There is darkness


Still in the pit of the night.



And I don’t see


A beacon burning


In my field of hope tonight.


At times the agony is more.


When a soul quest for its existence


Which is no more.


So, I wrangle myself out of nostalgia


And then I do,


What I ought to,


Grab a pillow


And sleep listening a song or two.


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