A Life To Live

A Life To Live short poem

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I’ve lost my life living in it
Though full it is
There is nothing in it
No joy, no sorrow
And there is no tomorrow

Perched am I like a crow
A lonesome crow upon a lonesome tree
A hill so tall and so wide
So full of beauty but life devoid

Everything is so full of everything
Yet there is emptiness everywhere in everything
Surrounded by abysmal emptiness and nowhere
I continue to live
Having nothing nobody nowhere
And just a life to live

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Working as Vice Principal in a college in Mumbai. Can play key board, guitar and mouth organ. Voracious reader Hold a Masters Degree in Aesthetics
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Saurin Desai
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it is an emptiness that has tasted me many a times too

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