My body is in grave

I wrote this down in canteen. Just a random thought, which transpired into this poem.

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I walk on the sea shore
Looking for that wave
My heart is sore
My body's in grave

The horizons beyond becon
Nows the time to reckon

Coz life's a reckless whore
And no one's comin to save
My heart is sore
My body's in grave

We laugh for repute
We cry for repute
We live for repute
We die for repute

Somwhere whispers a lorikeet
Singing alone on a lonely street

But I feel no more
Sth's there for which I crave
My heart is sore
My body's in grave

I'm bound by a chain
Standing alone on savana plane
Bereft of joy
Could lord giv me a toy

I wanna sit n play on floor
Oh! wish i was naive
My heart is sore
My body's in grave

QUOTE:

Anything worth doing is always hard to do