Even in the light darkness seems to be an ally,
The shade cannot prevent as heat bully’s by.
Invisible are they to my open eyes,
A crowded street seems like a desert ride.
Once were together marched ahead in life,
Left I am alone only to pity in fright.
To celebrate their joys, I dry my eyes,
With a fool’s hope to remember me once a while.
Words become mute, smile fades by,
It hurts and I cry, seldom one stares by.
They were close once, whispering in the ears,
Today for them I am an occasional surprise.
Normal is our life when the success rate is high,
Fear takes in roots when the going becomes dry.
Every face appears with a question in their eyes,
Only path remains, is Ride or Die.
-SR
-SR
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