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Lullaby of a Verisimilitude Existence

The Depth of Self-Delusion

By Ahsanul KabirPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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I crave the era when life was elementary

Attaining triumphs with limited efforts

But if I had never followed the rainbow

Never chased the direction where the winds usually blow

All my sovereignty would never have met reality

Life presented obstacles and barricades

Built with a gleaming essence of poignancy

I watched the winter of discontented harmony flourish

Starting the forthcoming of seamless dilemma

But I remained faithful and continued my reign of dominance

Now success and fortune are at my feet

I sleep under an air conditioner and away from the heat

To Life, I never stood motionless and bowed

Rose above all the hate and never gave up

And today my parents hug me and say “son you have made us proud”

I have all the money and happiness in life

Proud parents, beautiful children, and a loving wife

I have no despair in life which taught me all the lessons I learned

I roam the streets with my loved ones

Embroidered with the honor and respect I have earned

To my wife, I am a successful companion with no flaws

To my kids I am a superhero, they call me super daddy

But As The time passed by

The clouds cleared

My mind came back to the reality which had no color

I wiped the tears from my eyes

Realizing I was nothing but a mere rickshaw puller

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Ahsanul Kabir

Embrace The Dark Side. . .

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