I see the answer sheets
But not up to satisfaction.
The answers are not
Tallied with the questions also.
Life is not outside death,
And I have taken leave
To sow seeds, not wise though.
But the words are there
With me and giving courage
To fight again and again.
Is it the real fight?
I am asking and no one is there
To utter anything, perhaps,
No one is interested in life.
Pray, dear men,
Come and repent,
Why you are silent.
Dear men, important news is
You are here with me
At this time, sufficient.
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each moment is coming to us for a test