THE UNFULFILLED- – By Shweta Raj Kanwar

THE UNFULFILLED- – By Shweta Raj Kanwar

Hope lends pain

desires often cause gain

The mind seems wrecked

At unfulfilled wants;

The heart like a child

Seems to cry out loud

The silly little things

Sometimes makes us proud;

Yet shattered hopes

And a half filled glass

Leaves an emptiness

For us to last;

So lay there

My friend

And sip that glass

For sorrow and wine

Are not eternal to last;

So sip and drown yourself

Get high and lose thyself

Make merry within the void

Until you get buoyed!

-By Shweta Raj Kanwar



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