I am a solitary traveller
In this city of millions,
A city full of strangers
And this place of unknown.
He calls me 'Lucky'
For getting best opportunites,
But nobody sees the load on me
Which I am tired of carrying on.
I am smiling everyday
But my joy is punctured.
I trusted a person,
And that proved me wrong.
I also loved a girl
And now I never want to love again....
Such is my life
That he calls 'Lucky'...!
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