(from my old diary)
There is nothing in this world
Where aim of life is something new.
Where love is pretention
affection is money,
trust a dream and
attachment is dew.
There is nothing in my view.
In every side of life now
only dark clouds blew.
We lost all things nothing is new.
We have to leave all in which We grew,
Patience, patience
give us a few.
O my Father! O my Lord!
We beg nothing now
from you.
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