Lying on the chair in front of the table
I just imagined the days i had paper on my hand
And a piece of paper to drop my words out
Barren heart i hold today
with few words to spell out
Promises of future i made you days back
proves me a betrayer each day i wake up
no penny on pocket to put some smile on your face
neither a heart to fill up the poem with words
traveled on the path with a promise to never look back
Neither i can hold a glass of whisky
to lighten my heart just like i had once
Nor i can break the things in anger
Live there my old parents with hope
to see my happiness reach the peak
And you behind me
to see me smile with the beats of the life
Shuffling the pieces of the life
i walk each day to see few smiles around
Living with those smiles
keeps me alive to hope a better morning
This life is my duty
And i will keep moving to the peak
smiling with the beats of life
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