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Black World

Black World

Everyone has own world there he thinks ,
Cheers , cry and see dreams .
Some of has red world and some of blue ,
But poor I have a black world ,
Not because I can’t see you ,
Or can’t hear from you my name ,
But because I have nothing to feel ,
nothing to think, nothing to blame .


Oh my black world ! you have no end ,
Your darkness flourish everywhere to kill me .
If I do not get a candle to make a little light ,
And to blame that it had better I would get sun’s shine .
But still here darkness alive .

Comments

Raj said…
Dil naa-umeed to nahi
Naakam hi to hai,
Lambi hai gahm ki shaam
Magar shaam hi to hai!!

After every night there is a day of hope...walk fast and go to the other end of the black world..you will see a colorful world...and its for all..come and celebrate life!

love,
Raj(PositiveThoughtFactory)

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