A poem by a techie who wants to live life, desperately. All fire he had in him has long extinguished and all that’s left are ashes that still cheer him up.
Death calls
After Raj had dropped his bag of money in the bin no one ever took anything from there. A garbage van had picked the garbage and accidentally the bag with money.
HIPHEN
Hey enough of sleep now wake up kid,get over your break up kid,you have your studies to make up kid,This world doesn’t see the condition
