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Why is that everything changing,
nothing that remains under my belt.
Why do I feel desperation here,
no one listens to me so much clear.
Why don’t those days venture today;
I felt proud on head that day.
No questions, no arguments under me,
I was the God and my word was the will.
My anguish could turn thee in danger
but now, everything changed in the manger.
Who cares for me or my word
I have been rusted as the sword.
I feel chill and pain over my body;
I have been rooted in boom from glory.
What to do, I don’t know; but still
I live with a ray of hope in this chill.
SREEJITH
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4 Comments Received
November 11th, 2008 @1:06 pm
hey gujju good going yaar
November 11th, 2008 @5:21 pm
that was nice….
its true..most of us feel this way…its natural….its life…
in this side of the grave,to see the ray of light, u need to see beyond the reality.
it happens….sumtimes we fall..but we try hard to get up.we try to hold our head up …wen the world turns its bak on us…no matter wat happens ….no matter if noone cares….we fight ..we survive…cos being humans all we need is sumthing to hope for…
and we all have hopes…..haha…dethroned…neva…always on the top of the world……..
November 12th, 2008 @9:11 am
gujju…………..its fine………….
November 13th, 2008 @5:23 pm
really good one bro.
at some point in life everybody feels like this. the trick is not to loose hope and keep fighting.
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