The melancholy of today’s world,

Sometimes unseen, sometimes forgotten..

Where the cries go unheard,

With no light, no lantern.

Oh, the unknown grievances of today’s world,

Some big, some small..

Some from which we bounce back,

Some from which we fall..

Some which stay hidden in the dark,

Some which come out in the open;

Some which shatter your dreams,

Some which, your hopes, they dampen..

We try to get rid of the pain,

We try to remain calm, remain sane..

The truth is, we never escape it..

We just pretend to keep the past unlit.


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