Hopes have neither been fulfilled so far nor will they ever be, and just like this, the entire life will pass away.
This couplet captures the quiet ache of unfulfilled longings that have slowly turned into weary acceptance. The poet is no longer protesting against fate; there is only a tender resignation in realizing that life is quietly slipping away amidst broken hopes. It reflects that universal human melancholy where waiting loses its urgency, and living without our dreams coming true simply becomes our everyday reality.
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