Sinister World Poem by Mohd Ehtesham

World is nothing but a cop unfair,
the innocent you are, the more it'll ensnare.
The more you endeavor to prove yourself right,
Fiercer it grows and threatens to bite.

World is nothing but a hush-hush affair,
fates will swap and you'll just stare.
Cite the history and you'll get to know,
that the arches turned beggars and the latter got to glow.

World is nothing but a name of a game,
where people seek chance to shoot up to fame.
Alas while playing they overlook the fact,
that rules of this game have never been intact.

World this abounds in demonic minds,
exuberance and greatness whenever it finds,
framing of plots instantly begins,
to trigger the process of generating ruins.

World is nothing but a tumultuous battle,
where swords bloody clash and armors rattle.
This battle's fate is due on doom's day,
when we'll be bestowed hell or heaven, depending on role play.