::- With dispossesed soul -::

It's bursting out,
I feel am going to vomit
Out my brain,
And breath in silently for a moment.

I feel like am thrown-in garbage
Disposed in closed can,
Where not a ray penetrates
And smile is a ban.

And I struggle to breath,
To survive with all my wits
With the dispossesed soul in me
Searching for moments life.

Maybe I can abandone
The world I have formed,
And vanish behind the shades of unanamousity,
Hell, am responsible ! I can't.

And thus, I live everyday
With no soul in me anymore
To torment me in the slavery of love,
And I keep on breathing with no hope.

Regards: Vinod Jadhav
"www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com"

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