Within the quiet
ME
The gentle company of the self.
Read the complete poemLife seems too long for me,
Sorrow is around me, wherever I see,
Joy never seems to pass by my side,
Pains are so much that I can't hide.
Life is for me a dry river,
Sadness is loyal, Joys come never.
I hanker for affection and love,
But every time I get bluff.
Life for me is sorrow's flood,
Which washes off all joys.
I'm on the sea shore,
Thinking of life that has become so bore.
I try to make friends,
And later I have to repent,
Coz they always take advantage,
True friend I'll not get till old age.

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