It teases me,
My destiny,
Giving few moments of happiness,
And then millennia of sorrow.
It challenges me,
My grievance,
Letting some smiles creep in here,
And then miles of loneliness.
But it must be lived on in hopes...
Of a better tomorrow,
Of a lesser lonely life,
Of a loving future wife,
Of a couple of cute kids,
Of a rainy day in togetherness,
Of a shinier life next rebirth.
But it sees me dream of my rebirth,
Another one in hopes of a better life,
And how my destiny mocks me,
I'm sick of its travesty.
My HP Poem #1065
©Atul Kaushal
