I can't find the glee,
Nor a man under the tree,
Days have become darker,
Nights have become sleepless,
Life is at risk,
Nor a star sparkling with a ray of hope,
Nor a man going without danger on job,
Trembles my heart,
To forsee a good life,
Got to understand that we all are puppets in God's hands,
playing our roles and moving apart!!

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