These days | Poetry | Dr (Miss) Sharad Singh

These days 

- Dr (Miss) Sharad Singh

These days 

I am living a nightmare 

A nightmare 

that never came 

to my sleep,

Breathing is not easy 

Every breath is creep

Haven't believe in life 

Not even on death  

The question of trusting 

a person 

does not arise at all,

Everything has stopped 

Against an invisible wall.

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