Cloudy Sky
A Anjandev Roy
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The sky was dark and cloudy,
The wretched man thought in a pensive mood,
He had to suffer the worst in the world,
Life had been a severe struggle for him since the very beginning,
No respite from it.
"But why? " he screamed in the air repeatedly,
Nobody answered,
Silence prevailed everywhere,
As he looked in the cloudy sky in pain and despair,
It became darker and murkier.
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