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I care to work in durability.
But I don't get,
I'm confused by;
numerous hurdle gadget,
job offers,
few advice,
few comments,
few plans.
Although the offers,
just revive my dreams,
But I don't get it fulfil;
I'm dreamt by;
Work offers,
job offers.
I'm disappointed by;
the same :
Job offers,
advice,
comments,
plans.
A dog can be snore
If he has eaten full.
I care to have more
Even I've full.
But never have I succeeded,
As much as I proceeded.
Parents! Let me do what I wish!
But I can't...
Fulfil your desires,
live in your society,
be alpha human,
repay your debt.
Nor I see sufferings,
poorness,
hangdog,
distance,
in you.
I'm diffidence;
neither I replay "yes"
nor "no",
I can't hurt anyone,
but the hurt hurts me.
I wish such a world,
no sufferings,
no changing,
no materialistic,
no hunger,
but all are
immortal,
and only exist
pleasure,
satisfaction.
But Why I couldn't have?
Why I couldn't create?
Why I'm in here?
Why exist hurdle in me?
I'm upset by
asteroids of hurdle,
dreams' bundle,
unlighted candle.
Why do I upset!
But whom I can address to!
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