Living dead

When our stomach is empty and we are thirsty

It feels like our lives are wasted in vain

And our life ends in complete pain.

Keeping our family out of coverage of hunger is a tough job

That is why God and Goddess blessed us with intelligence and dignity

We strive and finally move towards our goal.

Death cannot be reversed

Maturity cannot be taken to childhood again

We all are rough and tough enough to fight destiny

But we all forget that we all have lost and forgotten ourselves which itself means we are "LIVING DEAD".

-Pankaj Dey/Writers Pankaj

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