Poets are reasonable
Poets are not born overnight
They have to fight
With circumstances and situation
But keeping off with the relation
The life seems to be dark
But he has to start
And play with words
Life pushes him to look forward
The situation in country and around
The peace and stability is not found
This infuriates his spirit
Why don't people meet in open and greet?
How many bodies are found in street?
Does the humanity accept it?
His pen moves with rage
Something comes on the page
Yes, it is valuable feeling
And aimed at to bring
Fame and name for the country
With blessing from an almighty
Life may end anytime
"But can't we perform better this time"
His mind rushed towards conclusion
Why should there be any confusion?
Life may end any time “But can’t we perform better this time” His mind rushed towards conclusion Why should there be any confusion?
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