Long time since I thought of the world
as I am away from the world
far into the world of my words
I stand on a precipice high above
I have nothing to support
well, that could be my life in and out
lived so long with none on board.
A case of loneliness, it could be
not am I a solitary child as to be
born with siblings five a good number
been always out of their circle, I remember
how did it happen I am not aware
yet I grew up with no share
got a little of the high volumes
yet they always bubbled with fumes
knew not for what reason it was
deliberated long to know the cause
success was never by my side
jealousy runs high like a gigantic tide
this is at my mother’s place
also similar to the in-laws case
as it would be an easy surmise now
my spirits sink very low
I live amidst my families right
physically it is a straight hit
I am miles and miles away from them
I have many chances to see them
my mind carries me away very fast
now they are strangers to me in a cast
this could be the edge of the world in a focus
I could see an opened door that shows a grand status.
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