By Some One Else, But Not By Me Poem by rohit ghoshal

Freedom is free from the devil
And the nation will try to sleep
Time is flowing like a cyclone
And the nature will speak the truth

The Holy sun is rising high
As the moon is paling down
Smell of your inners is there in my bed
Drown I go in your pain
Crying like insane
As I move with the wind
I can feel my dreadful rain

Simple is there in the cage
Complex screams for kiss
Water is asking many questions
And some fingers will wipe it out