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A BED TIME STORY

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This blog post doesn't relate to my personal life and anyone who related to me. I just got a chance to say show how people suffer in life.you may comment your opinion below after reading this.
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A BAD TIME STORY.,

The time was 6'o clock
My alarm breakdown
I was rushing 
To go for my work,

Ray's of sun
Hit's hard on my face
I swallow my food
With planning what to do yet?

Beyond the traffic 
I was running late on time
Between the clay road's 
And behind stagnant pool's

As I reach my busstop
Bus yet arrives 
Time run's late 
Later bus turns my side
It's too rush 
I have no other go
So I stood on footboard

I fallen before I reach my stop
So I got help from someone 
who was like a god to me,

Further I ran across the gate
Thank God it din close yet
Next I entered class
I got notified 
Today is my class test
I just wrote what they thought
Later classes drained my dreaming thought


I waited for evening bell's
Soon it ring's as I wish
I gone chasing bus
Searched for a window seat
With drowsy feeling on my mind
Wind's over my head it's divine
I closed my eyes with holding my bags

Later I have reached my stop
I noticed time is again 6'o clock
With a zombie look
I walk to my home
Refreshed myself
And ate some food
I feed my pets and
Braze them slowly
Then i have reached my bed

Between my love
And failed aims
Attempted more to do something
Both I lost
So I think on those
Nothing I gain
Than pains which hurts
I fall on bed
Where tears floats
My mind said forget all I did
But footprint can't be erased,

One side on searching job
Between my daily test
Also over my failed love
Thinking now what to do
I closing my eyes now
Late another nightmare passes me

Just thinking of life
What to do next



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Comments

Anonymous said…
Overwhelming , Nice lines...u took right word and maked the shape of meaning
Anonymous said…
Overwhelming , Nice lines...u took right word and maked the shape of meaning
Kartick Kumar said…
this is d life.... Such a irritating routine life will stolen over aim , love , smile so & so enjoyments...... 6 to 6 life boring

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