The Unfortunate Surrender

With vile force, you overthrow the chances; the broken promises won’t be mended

Breathing laboriously to remain active in the midst of the traditional strife

Rising every day with a taste of bitterness- an aftertaste of the poisonous drinks

Breaking down the relationships, and burning down the dwellings of hope

Standing on the undulating ground… a strong vengeance of the earth’s stirrings

Deep down the devils want to exploit the weaknesses- the mistrust on truth

~Amitav

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