Saturday, November 17, 2012

The Patient at Home


Pain is my invariable companion
My psyche resides with a pumping heart
Day and night I say sorry to everyone in my family
I feel twinge and numbness everywhere

Ah Ulcer.......Ulcer…..Ulcer…..Ah ah Ah
An asset- that keeps me tedious and unwell all the time
Where did you come from?
Leave me all alone and liberate me safely

Who has seen this life?
My journey is taken far away- over the valleys and over the hills
Wealth has nothing do with this drive
Is my life different? Do I really need to follow this Asset?

Shading tears (often) only hurt my family
I feel cheerless, I feel gloomy and shady after every second
Hope is one thing
That pushes me to count my days

I miss you chilli, I miss you oil and I really miss you spice
What should I do? And where should I go?
I feel brutal sting with this life 
Where is the taste?









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