Hopeless

All the ways end here,
Hopes don't exist anymore.
Dreams are killed brutally,
No one dares to dream anymore.

Blind to all Sunrises,
Deaf to the bird's song,
No fingers to feel and touch,
Cannot speak any long.

It is a hopeless case,
of unachieved heights.
Where days are days
But, without any light.

Where nights are destiny,
And darkness a way of life.
No reason to Dream, No reason to Live
No reason to Question, No reason to Strive.

It is a hopeless case
of a Dead Identity,
of how, innocence is poisoned,
By life's cruel reality.

~ Aanchal ~

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