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Nighaat

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Oct 2, 2013
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Hope saddled in the cradle ,
And raddled sorrows in joy,
Like salt in water .
There is water every where!
And myself is alone every where.
I am lying nonchalant ,
watching show of stormy waves,
ruthless and uncontrolled,
And every thing gonna roll

I am thinking why there is so much peace ,
with such destruction!!!
This is called Hope???

O` Hope you looted me and ,
leave me in bermuda triangle of my life,
And me ready to live here and ,
still hoping for ship who will rescue
Knowing there is no space to rescue

AH!! Life ,thy mournful tragedy
steel every happiness and
still demand to live
to stand ,
to fight and'
to gain and gain when all your desires have lost.
And fate, then,sweep the fruit of your standing.

AH LIFE! an ugly reality ..
how your tyrant face convert,
how you decieve and,
give when there is no demand
 
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