One's Anguish

One's Anguish

Has the best of life
Living in bonding
come to an end

However short lived
Childhood days
We shared all joy and sorrow
In hand and glove

Materialistic world
Doesn’t just make
All stubborn for the choice
Each of us parted
By choice to make
And both ends to meet

In lines and reads rejoiced
For each better world
A waiting for all
As a close family
We lived under same hut

Nothing is much painful
Nothing is much joyful
To be called ourselves
Our blood is same

Best of time
Worst of time
Yet we haven’t tasted

But no chances arise
To live under same hut
Placing myself
At someone’s foot and fate

However our blood
Is same of siblings
My wisdom stops
To reunite the family

As broken things
Lose their glory
For ever and ever

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