Life
A lot of unfinished draft,
an Incomplete love story,
an unwanted pain
and an unfinished desire.
Perhaps that's called 'Life',
we try to hold everything,
but only a few remain,
mostly disappear.
Copyright © Plabi Pradhan | Year Posted 2021
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