Resting n me,
How it can be possible.?
In dis world’s desert;
All feelings are as faliure.
in heart all lovely feelings have burried.
Up on d sky ,d stubborn sun is always,
For soft emotions as fried.
Still d end of life,i have to wander,
Aimless n withour imazination .
Whats happend if i think so,
Truth is truth everlast as desert.
I want to live alone with dis regert.
Why i hoped for fake attraction;
After knowing about all fake relation.
Now i m happy in ocian of emptyness.
Nobody come near n tell about a story emotionless.
Dis desert r only for mine,
As God gives me blessed wine.
13.9.2016 12.45at noon