When stressed


When human heart is stressed
It wonders where the mind should rest
The broken soul is disguised in cruel jest

Only in his solitude he can find his nest
Can you give a loving world in best
The tortured heart says, this world is waste

But never mind that my word is in haste
Because I suffered the age and know it's taste
My tears couldn't flow ,as they are burried in my chest

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    I wrote it when I was depressed and felt relaxed after reading it again and again