A hope I had within got me thus far
The passion of self-made me this now
But my own ego tainted many a scar
The lust for life made me stoop low
I wish not to have such valor
For that induced a taste so vigor
Can't say if it was for worse or better
Can't even say if anything does matter
Yet just can't give up my passion
That thought me a great lesson
That when cries don't work then laugh
It's better to laugh than being laughed at
Beautiful flow..loved the concluding lines ..
ReplyDeleteThanks Alka for the comment
ReplyDeleteThe fix of what to do and what not...
ReplyDeleteNice poem.
Absolutely well said Saru. Thanks for the comment
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