All punishable
To call a rose.
You can't call
A rose
A rose.
You can't call
Life
All beautiful.
You can't.
You are also
Not permitted to
Say anything
As it is,
You can't.
You can't find
Positive thoughts
With any one.
You can't stay save
Anywhere with
Anybody.
Life is at risk,
And no one dares to
Utter words
Fearlessly,
And no one is
Willing to tell truth,
All duplicates
And live
In duplicity.
And at this time dear
Very very difficult to
Lead life.
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