I am singing from a corner of the house
Sweet or hoarse,sentimental or appealing,melody or clamour
No one bother and no one can help
People are violating
Virus is attacking
Sad, heartbroken and a chaos
I am lost
I sing to the underprivileged and unfortunates
And also the Almighty God for help
I can only sing
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Note.Underprivileged boys died who lived in slums..
I am singing
From a corner of the house
Voice sweet or hoarse
Sentimental or having an appeal
Melody or clamor
I didn't bother
Only that I feel lost
No one can help
People are violating
Virus are attacking
People are sad
People are heart broken
Somewhat a chaos
I sing to the underprivileged
I sing to the unfortunates
I sing to the Almighty for help
I can only sing
Hoping the God will do the rest
My heart stops pumping
As though it suffered a puncture
I feel the earth quaking
Resulting from neighing sounds,
Sobbing voices completing
The backup
Tracing the tracks of the choir,
An upsetting scene disables my sight
Suddenly I'm drowning
in soapy-sour waters of the poor
Pouring from their eyes
Turning my smile's up side down
Then I looked upon their wet faces,
It was a challenging thing
To perceive the cracked,
Dry lips signalizing hunger,
Their unwrapped bodies
Longing for clothing, with nowhere to go
I felt myself not solution enough,
But as I thought of other pieces,
I saw the puzzle completed
Together we bounced,
And simultaneously we laughed
It was time to weep no more
It was time to enjoy evermore
I saw no more families,
But I perceived one big family
For as though a compound,
We were chemically combined
Forming one solid rock
Estopping emotions of the underprivileged
I'm a girl
Lost in this world,
Tryin' to show up.
I was deeply in love,
And now thinking of,
To just grow up.
Half my life,
Been with a knife,
Just to cut.
To lose this game,
And feel more pain,
But for what?
Again, I'll try,
But not to cry,
But actually give.
I'll try to find,
A beautiful mind,
And a life that I can live.
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