Ankur Thakur (13-10-1994 / Samastipur & New Delhi)
Beneath the sun glows the flame,
Drenched in darkness everything looks same,
For a pervert love's just an another game,
Flesh get torn but no shelter in rain...
What's the use to wake as children of god,
Die as a wicked monster of fraud,
With each breathe a motto is assigned by lord,
Every tag saying 'spread love beyond sweetest musical chord(s) ...
Just like a lush grass to be digested by an ass,
I rose from soil to rechange into ash,
Still in greed I incarnated myself to trash,
Got lost in this world like vapours among gas...
Very well I knew this wasn't the right way,
Right people did come to pull me away,
But I lit fire to them, covering under tons of hay,
Still dying they pleaded ''son; be good one day''...
Covering my senses admist my good times I forgot my future,
Day by day my end drew nearer,
When placed in coffin I longed for care,
However I cried in emptyness because I myself had banished them forever...
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