The evening

The evening is rising
For rest of days burnt
In the crowdy loneliness
Involved in spare time

Good deeds blessed
While missed hurts
Nothing is permanent
Change is esteemed

Though the mind hails
For the unavoidable rejections
Acceptance must justifiable
Reluctant in deep insecurity

Rest all is well, in life
Says teared eyes
Gone with the destiny
Suffered with the hopes

Lost in scarcity of dreams
Taken by unfulfilled desires
In the realm of uncertainty
Mind is full of forbidden fruits

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© Bhushan Vardhekar
09:30 PM
17 March 2019
Hyderabad
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