The Fear Poem by Dhiren Doley

He became an merchant by trading my dreams
Like their blood dried up while quivering in fear!
Pretends, he is an ascetic; trader of religion
I'm a subject, lost in the addiction of emotion
Power was given to him
My conscience was blinded
He may say ‘beasts are my moms'
Let my existence go to hell.

Can an appalling mind be covered by cloth!
Say not! Say not!
One should escape if loves own life
Judgment of the time may catch him too
But the world may end before that comes,
Who'll deliver whom, none's there to call
Everybody has taken their own path
Somebody for power, somebody for life
Seems the world turns desert even before ruin!