The Forlorn Soul………………….

Sitting with friends, creaking some jokes,

Laughing all time and clapping till it get over,

It all may look like fun,

But it really is a pain for someone,

He is tiered of those long mindless chatters,

Can’t leave it all in one shot,

He had to live up to his social responsibilities,

Just give him some time for himself,

Sitting all alone in deep silence,

He will bring out his notebook,

Will write some random thoughts,

Which may not have any meaning,

But has lots of feeling,

Yeah, he is the Forlorn Soul,

Someday he ‘ll reclaim his life,

Till the time, he has to pretend,

And live someone else’ life………..



Anjit :)

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