My Painful Journey
The journey of life is very painful.
This was too much tired.
This journey of walking with bag of books was/ is very difficult.
But the people used to say it as expensive.
The government used to take tax.
My legs used to tire too much.
The money never pays for it’s pain.
So, the life is really traffic and painful.
So, the worth is wonderful in life.
Humanity was hidden there.
The journey of life is really hard and unbearable.
The fuel of life spending is tear in itself.
So, life is tragic journey to death.
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Grave of My Life before Birth
The enemies are standing against me before my birth.
Mystery is my birth of suffering.
The beauty of people are in their egoist nature to me.
I am standing along to support myself.
My life was very hard from very beginning.
My life journey was misunderstood by people.
They named me depressive.
They called me psycho.
But they forgot that they were egoists relatives of me.
They were egoists people against my progress.
They were the pain givers to take benefit from me to break my character.
I was alone.
I am alone.
No one supported me in my struggle.
Neither my mother nor other supported me.
I was really alone to have inspiration.
I myself inspired me enough.
