Hollow

By Dr. Yash Minaxi Joshi

A thousand thoughts in the mind,

And none to tell them to;

I know, my people, I'll always find,

And they'll get me through.

A world of pain is what we live in,

And pray to be free of it;

You pay for committing the smallest sin,

And what you lose is yourself, bit by bit.

Fortune favours the brave they say,

And yet cherish the rich;

For you might be a gold digger,

And still fall for an empty ditch.

Trust will get you everywhere,

And it will get you everything;

Just that it'll never be enough anywhere,

And it'll not amount to anything.

Tears dripping through hollow eyes,

And lies are what they feed;

From the ashes I shall always rise,

And onwards is where I shall heed.

By Dr. Yash Minaxi Joshi