The complete sense of living
seems lost.
I am on the verge of  being
a living ghost.
Ruining the dreams of every soul
Who raise a toast
Specially my near and dear ones
Who often boast
About the guy born with a sharp brain
Sadly enough, I am forcing it
To get drowned in every possible drain.

Feeling lovelorn and a big spendthrift.
How often can life let me drift?
A repeated self destructive desire to fail.
Often letting my dreams to derail.

Will there ever be a small pause
Or , shall I simply end up as
THE LOST CAUSE...
 

~Alok Alamban~

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