Words Of A Pessimist - A Poem
Words Of A Pessimist
Life to me is only pain
All my hope, aspiration, ambition;
Now are in vain!
Oh! what a pain, what a pain.
I was a free man, I never new
God has prepared a chain,
To tie me so hard, as never again
I can follow my ambition!
I never thought, oh God!
You would be so heartless
You are bent on to take off my flesh!
Oh! I am helpless, too helpless!
You created me, for what purpose,
To endure suffering, endless!
What an unlucky person I am, alas!
Life appears to me too tortuous!
Now, there is no purpose of living,
I am just waiting
For that ultimate blow,
Which you will cast
To turn me into dust!
Be quick at your work
End me in this dark!
Do no be a Pessimist... Life is Beautiful.... Work Hard!
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