HiveComb

I never told anyone about my pain,
Never did my eyes cry
Never was I talkative,
Never did I wake up from sleep
Then how did they become sympathizers,
Running to share my pain

In loneliness, they were seen standing as friends of life
The one who was deceived by time every moment
Which again became a broken mirror
Why does this world of life become enchanting on seeing them
Every morning they would climb on the threshold
Say something in my ears
And before the evening sets,
they would move the eyelids

Body and mind are dedicated to them,
Still they appear opposite
I have won over everyone,
But they have never won.
I am ridiculed in every street
Disgraced in every courtyard.
The strings that were ringing till yesterday
Gave up in anger by showing a deep relationship