So strange I'am feeling,
As if am walking a lonely road and my legs are peeling,
Carrying a sweet pain in me,
Lying on the bed, all alone so lonely,
It's been so beautiful night today,
with full of thorns raining down all day,
I wonder am I in hell,
Or its the road to bright coming heaven, tell?
Carrying the bag of deeds on my back,
Leaving behind the money, I earned in lakh,
Memories are fading and my size is draining,
Reaching the point - no return, Oh! God its paining,
All I can see is bright and white,
Still thinking, walking and felling pain reaching the light,
My body is ripped open, legs are burning,
I can see my heart still beating and yearning,
Eyes are filled with burns and tears,
Burning, crying and dying, Oh! God I fear,
Blood is bleeding, now I feel less pain,
Watching the dawn going down, all gone in vain,
Who is born once, finally ends and dies,
But why is the question in my mind that arise!
Pain is all over, numen is in me now, for why I still strive,
My heart has stopped beating but still I'am alive.
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