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Life's Unspoken Complaints
Thirst burned like fire... but the water was poisoned...
If I drank, I’d die—if I didn’t, I’d still die...
These two dilemmas remained unsolved throughout life...
Neither sleep was complete, nor dreams fulfilled...
Time whispered... "If only there was a bit more patience..."
Patience replied... "If only there was a bit more time..."
Complaints, I have many, against you, O life...
But I remain silent because what you gave me—
Many never even get that much...
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Parth Zadey
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