Oh dear! I sat near the shore;
I was getting bored,
Nobody was present near to my side;
To whom I told the pain which I kept
inside,
The vast ocean contains lot of things;
But I am wearing so many lonely rings,
The place which I saw to be mine;
Is too empty full of wine,
I dint find the key to remove this
emptiness;
So it took me at the point of weakness,
Now I am on the roof of lonely palace of
my choice;
Wanna to get that peaceful voice,
Just fed up of all things;
Going through the wind,
Now the key of heart loss;
It put my future on cross,
Wanna to get the key once again;
So I continue to running in the rain,
Whatever be happen now I’ll fight
hardly;
& keep the special key to my heart
safely……
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