Somethings happen when you are sad and you begin questioning around. The below lines depict the same feeling
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Why the sun appears dull
Why doesn’t it shine at my will
I question myself
I get no answer
Why the flowers sense odorless
Why don’t they bloom at my wish
I ask myself
I don’t get any reply
Why the birds don’t chirp
Why don’t they sing my tune
I coax myself
I have done no wrong
Why the moon has lost its brightness
Why it is not cold these days
I enquire myself
I fail to have any response
Why the music irritates me
Why it has lost its smoothness
I query myself
I have no solution
Why I lost myself
Why I lost the freedom
I purge myself
But I have no resolution
Yes I am in a never-ending pain
In a situation of fix and no gain
Waiting for this gloom to end
Then can rest in peace and stride ahead
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