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Jot of jolification
Days and night are all same here, i lack sight.
I am lonely with my dog, so i hold him tight.
We buried Michelle beneath the floor inside that grave.
I am all alone, i unconsciously babel and laugh.
Blankness in blind eyes, here is all nullification.
Christmas knocks here, nature shares jot of jollification.
Water tastes weird, butter tastes bitter, i am still starving.
Jocundful past, nets me in nostalgia, life is poorly carving.
True life of journey, man cannot accomplish with ease.
life lays on lease, cautiousness to survive, but still it cease.
It ain't that ease to get out of bad deeds our soul need rectification.
Empty vessels, view of veld, trying to make jot of jolification.
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by
Diplove gautam
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