I am done with my life
I'm not able to live it the way I used to
Now I'm just surviving it
Now I have learned to be alone
Now I have learned to be strong
Just learned to be patient now
That's what I always listened from him

Cold weather, empty green park
Long alone walking track of it
Long, deep and old trees whispering
Slow breezing blow, after a long day
Nature started healing itself
After the nature killers left
After the hot day end
Coldness capture it
healed nature

But,

Left a creature unhealed
Left an empty person alone here
Left a wounded soul in gloom again
And none asked him about his long journey
About his empty heart, broken soul and tired body
I rush there to help him.

Today after ages I asked him again
What are you looking for ??
Why you always Rush here ??
Why are you sad ?
I'M NOT SAD He replied (angrily I felt)
When you are coming home again, I asked
I DON'T KNOW He replied (rudely according to me)
Why are you wasting yourself ?? I asked
Talk to you later take care He said
Again after ages I scolded myself.
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