Tried, all my ways,
And applied all, the existing methods;
Consulted my elders,
And read, the forefathers;
But nothing, could quench,
My thirst;
And nothing, could satiate,
My dreams, and my desires,
And they, rather assumed,
More ferocious forms;
And made me mad,
Restless and sleepless;
My heart,
Tirelessly throbs,
To choose, the permanent path;
To relieve, all agonies,
In a fit, and single stroke,
Ever and ever forever;
Crazingly and cravingly,
After my deadly dreams
Trying, to the last sip,
To build, a new way, away.
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