A Weird World Poem by Aashish Kalra

THE SUN IS DROWNING,
AND THE WINDS ARE FROWNING.
THE LEAVES MINGLE,
AND THE CHIMES JINGLE.
THE CALMNESS IS BREAKING THE HEART,
TO FIND THE END OF THE START.
THE MORTAL DOES ITS JOB PROPERLY,
BUT ITS HEART IS STILL LONLEY.
THE AMBITION IS OVER POWERING,
AS OVER THE WORLD THE SKY IS LAUGHING.
THE WORK WILL ALWAYS PAY,
BUT THERE’S NO ONE TO SWAY.
THERE’S A HAPPINESS IN THE PAIN,
CUZ ALL THE SUCCESS IS IN VAIN.