A Lonely Mans Monologue
So many false hopes like the stars of a moonless night
Show me the way to survive in this dreary life
I bury so many dreams like a grave digger
And give birth to new ones like a queen bee
My heart has broken into so many pieces
It has become the sands of a desert
My sighs have become super storms
My tears have become the clouds of rainy season
My smiles have become the lightning
And my laughter has become the thunderbolts
My days have become months
And my nights have become years
My poems have lost rhyme like the hot summer days
My songs losing all softness have become hard rock
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