his destiny
and then one day he
ran away
ran away
from the mysteries and massacres
from the truth and loneliness
A person yearning for a life to love
never experienced that enamour
which he longed for.
And this day never arrived
He kept hope
he wished ,he longed
and he believed
that it will happen
And one day
that day , he died
without his hopes realizing
this story is smothering
for every one.
and the irony is
it holds no relevance for himself
Because when he lived
he had hope
he had desires,
which kept him alive
and encouraged him to live
a wonderful life
and then he died
now he couldn't feel anything