91: The Lull Of The Unrest

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Why do this tears shed?
From nowhere trails
To somewhere shores
His grueling screams ,
You'll only hear when alone.

Life is not a race
Yet some time is tight
His dreams are far away
It's a tug of war ,
Of daunting ups and downs!

I hear no complains
I see no reasons
Only barefoot chase
Bound around the corners ,
Of success and failures!

Empty pockets
Seek no pleasures
Only petty cries
And utter humiliation ,
It is but a sad realization!

If tired then rest
It's just that simple
Today is a tough ride
You'll need a break too
The lull of the unrest ;..

— Is a solace escape from desolation!



~ nniiwwpoetry ~ 05/28/24

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