REALITY OF LIFE

 

 REALITY OF LIFE

Once a skyscraper 

Is standing as a shamble  now


No merry sounds

No noise of chit-chats

No whispering sound

Only drastic silence prevails


Fully flourished tree

Is standing as stump now

Now kids don't come here for swings

No birds come chirping here 

No travellers take rest here

A boredom of loneliness surrounds


I am not alone

While departing from here

In eve of life

I am accompanied 


By truth of life

This ruin

This stump

And fearful silence 

And boredom of solitude





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