What does it feel like,
When you want to cry,
But the tears won't roll by.
What does it feel like,
When you wan't to cry,
But there's no shoulder nearby.
What does it feel like,
When you have to choose-
Not from good and evil,
But lesser of two evils.
She asks me - 'Would I like an eco-friendly bag?'
No-I say.
I want an ego-friendly bag,
Something which says-'I'm the king'.
1 comment:
Wow !! You really write gud stuff!!!Liked a lot of ur poems..Keep writing more frequently..
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