never saw a day

through the eyes of glory

but when dusk came

I cried for it, nonetheless

what was it

that pinched the heart so

when everything seemed merry

why did it feel awry?

the lakes felt a bit too full

yet couldn’t quench my thirst

and till date, till this minute

what is this unending quest?

bring me solace

or take away these remains

what good is it anyway

if it only breaks me bad


Asha Seth

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