October 8, 2014

Need a Break

Why aren't things falling in their places?
Sick and tired of sequential failures,
From childhood to adulthood;
Scared of the monster growing inside,
That eats up the character:
By making jealous
Of every happy face,
Of each successful love story,
Of people who run on a smooth path,
Of people who get a chance to win;
Just not to hurt ‘first’ and ‘second’ persons,
Running away from everyone,
However, there is no running away:
From chasing duties,
And from rushing memories.

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