Life… A Brute

Life... A Brute short poem

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Life, you brute,
what do you get causing me pain so?
What muck have I raked on you?
That makes you avenge yourself on me –

Oh! Please let go of me, I’ve had enough
It dampens all enthusiasm,
It envelopes my being,
It tortures my existence ,
It derides me,
it lessens my desire,
– the desire… to live.

It pierces my heart like a lancet,
It wears me out to mull over it;
endure I cannot my fate a bit.
I’d rather have my life undone.
Nothing…nothing at all can quench
this unwonted thirst.

Oh! how I wish days in my life were never dawned,
Oh! how I wish to make every relic of me to rot;
my being be as it was not,
Traces of me may no more be.

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A person who hates hypocrisy..likes fairness in dealings..and according to me a person must know to what an extent intrusion in a private boundary is preffered..
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