A Lonely Man
Human Life
Starts out as a cell
Grows on to become a tissue
Then organs and then me s and you s
But once born,
although we are same but we all differ
Differ in experiences but match in taxonomy
Still all of it sums up to a beautiful picture except
For one,
The life of a lonely man
Sleepless nights under the stars
Experiencing anything and everything there is to be
With no one by their side
Or even after as they lead
To the pyre or to the cemetery
Though their eyes are extremely dull
Their soul is more precious than the jewels of the world
But nothing can match the suffering of theirs
When other's don't understand a word ...
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