the real purpose!!

life is not in hands of bargain
i know i burn this candle everyday,
but the wind has the strongest power infront of my will,
its frail,i agree,its weak,
but i nurture it everytime with stubborn feel...


u give up,i care not,
to my intensity there is need of no being,
i may have to stand alone in this cold rain,
burst of fires,
and volcanic rage,
but ill stand till my last breath....
the time is high,
 the feeelings though are low,
but i care not even
coz i have seen the races,the nations
 being drowned in their deeds black,
now,
fo us,
i can see the prepared trap...


everyday u wake up,
everynight u sleep
in between
what are the deeds?
what is the purpose of this healthy beep?


i write and write
fo sake of what?
in favour of wat?
with what good use,?
when the day arises with same feel
and it ends in same steep....


the purpose if u ask me,
is to stand high,
be it alone,
when the time is low....


hiramalik
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