Life At Sarcasm

As the dawn break Night Fall,

I lose Again.

I grit to fight, of undone rift

I fail Again.

Done with the broken laden pieces

Heart beholds,

thou break me Again

Try retain, try sustain-

the reverie splits them

I’m tired, vanquished- meeting,

oblivion Again.

Gosh!! its becoming hard,

scream to brim, refrain to abstain,

yet lie underneath- as a growing epitaph

every now,then

A kindle hope;

May the enshrine dove fro,fly Again…

 

– Jajati Mishra

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