Does height, ever made
Birds scared? ?
Do fishes get scared of water, sometimes? ?
Do droplets not think about,
Getting vaporized in sun? ?
What does water do,
When it gets thirsty? ?
How does the shadow of light look like? ?
How does silence,
Sounds like? ?
Why does silence scream so loud?
Why do trees not run,
When there is a fire in the jungle? ?
When will the sun come,
To collect his debt? ?
Why does moon borrow light from,
The sun to light up, our nights? ?
How can rivers be so determined,
To fulfill their destiny? ?
Mountains, do they even know,
How many people, live off them? ?
When will wind be tired? ?
Why does light waste its time
By going to a blind man? ?
Does time, have a master plan,
Of unequal distribution? ?
Does education, have the knowledge that,
It’s being used only for money? ?
How sad do stars get,
When they don’t see us at night? ?
Is death laughing or feeling disrespected,
After finding out that people are more afraid of
“What others will say” than her? ?
Is law not getting depressed,
Serving the very same people,
It wants to punish? ?
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