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No reason of joy

The gobbles of hope are getting zapped,
The lifeless feelings are getting cracked,
The crowd, the people, the hundred voices,
There is no serenity in those noises,
The tiring and depicting state of mind,
Can't find a reason of joy, when I unwind,
Life has turned into being, being into existence,
Can't find a respite or pretty instance!