"A Successful Cursed Life"

To remove all depression, dispersions

And to dilute this dilemma

To remove those painful memories

Those poor, ugly, thorny wild berries

To leave this city of fewer cruels

To get better ones with more accuracy

To break that bridge leading to the

College of lost, at any cost

To go to K2 to burn me at peak of both soil and ice

To do that again twice, thrice till infinity

To wake my soul up, for some real stuff

To form me again from deformed images

To release all prisons inside me

To capture my new captions

To release all blocked funds

By the ministry of the tears

To fulfill all promises with me by me

To represent more in distress than me

To complete all those unfinished tasks

That is useful and unmasks

A variety of horrible hidden faces

To say what's not yet said

To write all that we still can get

I think I need to tie myself up

With or Without a cup

Of Marijuana or Cannabis juice

Hash or Alkaloids

That is better than those Cyanides

To live a successful cursed life

"Tie", or cut your tongue with a knife

Tie yourself, You just need to tie

A poem by: ghulam MD or easternpen

Thanks to pexels-elīna-arāja for this image

by:Ghulam Muhayyudin or easternpen.

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