BLEAK
The feelings are wild,the heart is depressed
The eyes dream, but wishes suppressed.
With constant failures and defeats
Everything seem to die,when it repeats.
There stays no charm and beauty
Life becomes lifeless and sooty.
The heart accepts no positive and nice
The fate bets on score of dice.
The mind holds,but negative thought
The efforts and struggles, seem to rot.
Life exists with no interest and hope
With only difficulties, no one can cope.
With lost hopes and dreams
Nothing good ever can happen, it seems.
The mind feels empty,craves for peace
Nothing can soothe,make it ease.
It's not the soul that's negative
It's the situation, that makes one sensitive.
The petals hide,the thorns are visible
Everything every time looks impossible.
The drought mind gets some hope with the rain
The next moment, all thoughts,flush in vain.
All that the world sees bright
To him,it's just farce,not right.
The good memories one wants to cherish
Before he lives,just perish.
To him all silver is just a dark
His sorrows and griefs, no one can mark.
Although, he always strives for better
The negatives, as always, leave to shatter...
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