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Hung

Can you hear me?

I’m hung between the sky and earth

Can’t go up or come down,

Unable to touch both. 

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I’m lonely here, filled with pain.

Malleable is the voice of mine-

Dissolving in the air, nothing to gain.

The cry from my heart, fails to reach Him.

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My faith is slowly fading

And I doubt His existence.

I can see many howling        

Holding their loved ones.

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There is my beloved

Why is she full of tear?

With such a gloomy face

Somebody, she’s bending over.

 

Washing away her last hope

Crying there is she.

I see the body in the stretcher

Oh God! he looks just like me!!!”

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Written by Minati Pradhan

Writer and author, who loves music, art, food and conversation. Enthusiastic about life. A perennial positive person who also happens to be a independent researcher.

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