Unsaid Commitment...
I feel,
I have cut down myself for
others..
But, who the hell cares or
bothers.
Life seems like a dry flower..
Where sadness is present every
hour.
Why?
Always, I have to care..
And why?
Always, I have to share..
Always, alone on my way..
May it be darkness or day.
I know,
Alone, I have to stay.
I am not able to live,
It is not possible even to die.
For, people will ask me reasons,
And I may not be able to lie.
I have lost all my hopes,
Also my dreams have no scope.
It seems desert is everywhere
Not even water, nor there is
air.
But still, I have everything to
bear..
Because,
I care for those people,
Who don’t know.. How to share?..
Written by: Rashmi Ramesh..
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