A Living Net........ Poem by Nirvan Kumar Upadhyay

A LIVING NET, MAKING ME FATE;
DOESN'T OPEN THE GATE, IT'S TOO LATE,
SO THAT I COULDN'T WAIT,
THE LIVING NET, A LIVING NET.

A LIVING NET, DOESN'T MAKE ME SATE;
I CRIED BITTERLY, INSIDE THE GOD'S SHED;

HE DIDN'T REPLY THEREFORE I HATE;
A LIVING NET, THE LIVING NET.

THIS WORLD IS TOO FAKE;
FOR THEIR PRESONAL ENTERTAINMENT,
MADE ME, OVERALL SHAKED;
THEY PURCHASED THE MIND, AT A VERY
LOW RATE,
THE LIVING NET, A LIVING NET.

I STUCKED IN THE NET;
IT SUCKED MY DAY;
I CRIED, BY LYING ON THE HAY;
AND HADN'T TALKED, A DAY;
THE CROWD ASKED ME TO BE, GAY;
THEN I REPLIED, DON'T GAZE,
THE LIVING NET, A LIVING NET.I BEGGED FOR A DAY;
DIDN'T RECEIVE ANY, GOD'S RAY;
I CRIED, SOLEMNLY AND SOMETIMES FRAYED;
THEN ALSO HE HADN'T RESPONDED,
BECAUSE;
I AM A PERSON, WHO STRAYED.
NOW ALSO, I AM A ASTRAY,
A LIVING NET, THE LIVING NET,
PLEASE MAKE MY FATE,
SO THAT I CAN WAIT,
THE LIVING NET, A LIVING NET.