Tuesday, October 16, 2018

Poem Guitar of life, by Dr KmPrabhakar Rao


GUITAR OF LIFE
Alas!The guitar of my life is broken
Why live without my sweetheart
Thorns are in heart and all over the body
And I have no sleep suffering in agony
I am a Bird devoid of wings
I can not fly even if I desire
And death is much better
Than living the life of suffering
I have no solace and no help
I suffer like fish out of water
And memories of past cause great agony
How do I live with memories my past
Alas ! the guitar of my life is broken

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