Poem By Samar Sudha
My thinking have lost the vision, art to explore.
Nothing could rejuvenate, willingness isn't much there in core.
Eyes get hard but find no sleep.
Pain is there but feeling isn't so deep.
When heart gets hurt at every step.
Hue gets fade, like enthusiastic lost the pep.
Sobs become the path of journey
Which were been smooth, was actually Corny.