My Toil and Turmoil
With all my adversity,alone I fought...
Almost nothing was what I sought...
At times, my blood did feverishly boil...
But at the end of it....it was my toil & turmoil...!
People betrayed....trust failed....
Dreams disappeared & goals were derailed...
When I was battling a tough phase...
There was none to share my disgrace...!
They elicited the maximum...
And sneered at a negative outcome....
When I tried to tame the tough tempest...
Time endowed my life with a newer test....!
My inner voice...unheard...or unspoken....
Was a symptom that I was about to be broken
No one really stood by my side....
I was alone when I grieved & cried....!
Crawling....fighting....tooth & nail....
Crying....dying....trying without fail....
When I needed someone to ploys foil...
I was said....it was my toil & turmoil....!
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