By Ashitha Azeez
Once in a blue moon
I enter there with hope
Thought it as a great boon Things end as trapped rope
Marking every wins
I spread in heart a spark
But now mocking everyone And ruining all my life
I can't set a goal
Only get a hole
I don't know why
But everytime I loss in my try!
I can't get any relief
End up in the scatter of my belief I lost myself
But things gone as itself
I started to decay
Nobody is there to say
And i don't want anymore stay I just wait in my way
I lost myself
But things gone as itself "This storm will pass"
I set my mind myself.
By Ashitha Azeez
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