Once Lived Like More Than Love For Life
in whose heart, Today I am ,
there in thy world, like a criminal.
Who claimed once of sympathy,
Thy never came to ask about my well being,
invites me to their party,
to laugh at me to inflict cruelty.
Thou could not shower drops of tears,
on my body and mind burning for years,
rained but like fire on burning wounds of my heart,
Am waiting quenched with poison,
to live hundreds of forms of your beauty,
don't kick me as I am already,
don't kick me as I am already,
stumbling drunk in your love!!!!,
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