Rhythm And Blues Poem by chettur aishwarya shrivastav

people are never the same,
its just the name,
relations are easy to break,
when you know its fake,

'sometimes its right to leave,
to talk less and brief,
just give it up and let go,
paste a smile to hide sorrow,

some hearts are full of black,
love and emotions they lack,
I've witnessed funeral of friendships,
but now we know how to live with hardships,

fights without the faintest clue,
memories like pointed screw,
try being animal and be familiar,
to the worst and the best,
as everything will stay with us,
as long as we live with zest! !