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" There is something behind,

I pondered to rewind,

I thought and thought, fought and fought, and what not?

I plundered my own heart to start a new life,

I betrayed the 'Love' and forgot to bow,

And now I am here in this phase of life,

 What did I get out of my bank account.

 It shows I million dollars but the elixir of love is null/nought,

Zero amount of love and I was frustrated with this thing,

My phone gave me a ring and I began to weep profusely,

Like a river flowing,

Like a mouse starving,

Like death waiting,

I have got nothing in this world,

My dear ones, the ones I loved,

Did not come back again,

My heart had a rain,

In which everything was flooded,

Rain of darkness diffused in my deeps,

In my depths,

But I kept there waiting for a "Hope",

Who could give me a rope ,

 To pull me in and include me in,

Vagaries go and come, they are of course lame,

But they give you motivation and provocation,

Pondering about this, I went out of my house,

Thinking on getting a spouse,

Who was not greedy as a mouse,

I met an old-beard man sitting on a wheel chair at the grave,

I went near him and told him to be brave,

He was none other than my father, own father seeing my mom at the grave,

Seeing me, he gave a glow and just with a blow was out of the world,

Frustrated with this thing called life, I went to my account (bank),

And made all money and properties count,

Donated it to a trust with full of trust,

 This is the phase of life,

Where one ultimately reaches his\her's "Pursuit of Happiness",

With so much of belligerence..."

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