the reason of my inertness


I always thought of everyone's good,
But why were people engaged to deteriorate my mood
I thought good for friends and foes,
Helping them my life goes.

I seek peace and happiness both at a time,
But the ups and downs of my life always rhyme,
I always share but people don't care,
`Am happy unhappy whatsoever is there.

I help them no matter twice or thrice,
As my heart melts when I listen to their cries,
They promise me their chuminess,
Still I get nothing but just aloofness.

Now I have changed myself to an inert,
So now I have a solid stone like heart,
This is all because they gave me no attention,
As a result, I am not the one who parted with their tension.

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