Shishir Gupta Poet Free verse

Long Struggle Not Settled By Almighty

Quite sad,
in bed,
little he said,
prayed,
and sighed,
two tear drops,
fell by the side,
there it had fallen,
he was crestfallen,
picking broken pieces,
of his dreams,
he was in murky waters,
of despair,
with little hope,
of anything positive to preen,
this was his 700th night,
that he had carried the lone fight,
how much longer will it last,
at the rate of two tears a day,
he had enough to the Almighty to say.

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