Changing lights

In the mid of a monsoon night,

I suffer from a lonely plight;

The world seems so rude to me ,

In this dying part of the night;

No one is near no one is dear,

I have to live alone in fear;

The pain within is so intense,

I don’t know what should I do hence;

My eyes search for some same old fun,

But it can find none;

The darkness of the night make it dull,

Seems as all around there is just lull;

And now as the sun start to rise,

I m cheering up to my surprise;

As the rays of the sunlight break,

Far away the dullness they take;

And here it’s a lovely morning,

I set out for the new day;

I hope to make new friends today,

So if the lonely night comes again, I have some one with me to share my pain.

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