Sketched with a binary feeling,
now existing is just a silent dealing.
Privation follows throughout,
I wish I could end it and take out !!
But there
is much more to live for,
To commemorate
and to wish for
I can see
those souls who conferred me life
Who lived,
struggled and fought to make me survive
How can I slaughter
their nurturing?
Their prayer,
their care, their upbringing
Relinquishing
myself from this worthy life
Would defy
the rules of the two teachers of life
My flagging
away will halt their existence
This will
almost be their end
Who am I, to
take their lives?
Of the ones
who gave me life
Yes, it’s
time to pay them off
By becoming,
who they have always dreamt off!!
Yes my
parents are that verve
The ones,
who will always remain my inspiration to persevere.
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