Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Had a Long Day !!!!


In a peace called sleep, I go again.
The day was tiring, my back is in pain.
World is huge, many things to gain.
Let me do my best, before I become insane.
People keep calling me now and then;
All I try to find is a friend in them.
But most found is meaningless attitude,
Many of them lack to give a token of gratitude.
So I keep going from places to places,
Trying my luck with faces and more faces.
But the night comes again as I get tired,
Calling me back to place of my desire.
My bed awaits my presence,
My room hates my absence.
Now don't come and tell me,
What you read doesn't make any sense.
This is something I wrote at night,
A time later after a long day's fight.
Now I end it here, as there is no time left to spare.
Then I think again before hitting the sack,
I know there is nothing to see if I turn back.
By J.J.
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