midwinter night splended Ammil seen under street light
he was sitting for hours now
on the death cold footpath in dark silence
and reminds his life for a moment
this insouciant soul,
when moan in darkness of night
quiver with the fear
think of his idly or so-called life
his heart has become of stone
never cried aloud even when alone
in the bivouac of his whole life,
his fate seems to be so dark
he struggled by the day
and tired by the night
his soul full of agony
hidden down deep in his heart
he grin with close eyes
reminds his last wish coming true
standing o're cliffs of moher alone
eyes full of pleasure like got the meaning of life
he's sure nobody's concerned to him
until they need him
life's like a sweet lie;
just one more bump to go
group of teens peers from nowhere
laughing and chattering loud
one of lass from these naive teens
come near him and stand around
look down at his face
his lashes seems frozen and pale face
sans woe,sans fear and regret
that solace and relief at his face seems real
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