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It’s going to get you

a poem by Pankhuri

It’s everywhere, it’s nowhere,
It’s within you and it’s around.
It bites like a hungry hound.
It can capture anyone,
You can’t kill it even by a gun.
It’s cold and it’s dark,
It’s wound leaves a deep mark.
It doesn’t let you laugh,
It’s the monster that devours you half!
It’s a black cloud on a sunny day,
It’s the sun’s harmful ray.
But when the world makes you cry,
It helps the tears to dry.
Can you guess what is it?
It shreds life into bits.
It’s nothing, it’s emptiness;