WHY DO I DESIRE…?
They say the world is a fair place…
Justice may be delayed but not denied,
I can’t vouch for this…
For I have always been accompanied by sorrows,joys staring at me from the opposite side
Nobody could ever explain this to me…
Nor could I myself solve this jigsaw,
Why do some people always have their dreams shattered by fate…
While some achieve more than whatever they had ever aspired for
What’s the criteria for being lucky…
I could never ascertain,
Whenever I prayed for a bit of sunshine in my life…
I was gifted with dark clouds,full of rain
Before somebody lights my funeral pyre…
Some questions I would like the almighty to answer,
Why for me this baptism with fire?
Where do I vent my ire…??
Heck,why did I desire?
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