Incognito I go
Every moment hollow
Pearls to swines I throw
Either I or they need to grow
Without a name and without fame
Life is just gambling, a mere game
In clandestine I hide in shame
Nothing do I now claim
Air, water and fire the elements of trinity
Are they suffice to lead life with dignity?
My being has become a mere existence
My talents are not my efforts but fruits of inheritance...
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