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The good in bad
When the pain becomes unbearable,
And life becomes unstable,
When the emptiness becomes hollow,
And heart becomes narrow,
Amidst the chaos, it is still the goodness I follow,
The long roads become deserted,
The dew abandoned the flowers,
The blooms wither as the rain perish,
Amidst the destruction, it is the bits I cherish,
The deserted cities become a place of solace,
The large parks become a place to hide,
The swings cease to amuse,
Amidst the sadness, it is the bright daylight I follow.
© Pakhi Gupta
And life becomes unstable,
When the emptiness becomes hollow,
And heart becomes narrow,
Amidst the chaos, it is still the goodness I follow,
The long roads become deserted,
The dew abandoned the flowers,
The blooms wither as the rain perish,
Amidst the destruction, it is the bits I cherish,
The deserted cities become a place of solace,
The large parks become a place to hide,
The swings cease to amuse,
Amidst the sadness, it is the bright daylight I follow.
© Pakhi Gupta
