I Still Pray

Sometimes I wish I were never born.

With no light in my life,

How can I believe in the presence of dawn?

Whatever I’ve in my life is sheer pain.

Nothing called happiness,

I have been able to gain.

I believed that my life was blissful.

With every good thing around,

The world looked so beautiful.

Once I knew how to smile and laugh.

And a tear never ever,

Could be spot in my eyes too dark.

I found delight in everything around.

With so many friends, I was so glad,

I don’t know why this sorrow, now I’ve found.

Friends, I called them and loved them.

They were treacherous and so disloyal,

I didn’t have a clue and I couldn’t tell.

People remained sweet before me and lied to me.

All of them took me for granted,

And never, in real, cared for me.

And so I was so love-deprived,

With no glee in me,

And only grief in my heart, deep inside.

All those, whom I considered still true,

To me; has gone too,

Leaving me behind, pale and blue.

I don’t know what to say or do.

But I stand here, with folded hands,

And I pray to get someone who is true.

But my prayers still don’t get answered.

And it hurts, with me too forlorn.

And my body, left shuddered.

I have no one to guide my way.

Even my soul betrays me,

And I feel awful today.

I wish to scream and shout.

But alas! No one can hear me.

And this is all what I am about.

I want to cry and die out.

But I can’t even do that,

As people have expectations from me around.

I don’t know what to say or do,

But I stand here, with folded hands.

And I still pray to get someone who is true.