I live closer to someone else than myself.
I am surrounded by a face in a closed room.
I always look at the moon in the morning
I wait for more than evening.
laugh and cry happy with pain
In every season I am imprisoned inside myself.
everyday I drink
I keep on losing my senses again and again.
Somebody asks where you live nowadays
Let me tell you that I also live in a glass house.
Do not go ahead with the devastation
That’s why I am only concerned about my heart.
Nik Rajpoot
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