See the tyranny
You and me unlucky
Phone ring thrice
But phone on silence.
Most awaited call
Just go off on one fall
The silence kill
Even on mobile.
Truly unlucky, this is
But unexpected it rings
Only to witness gist
There was rings on list.
Confusion ruling again
Call ignored, it seem
Efforts of healing
On ruins of feeling.
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