The Waste Life Poem by Abhijit Maity

Let us die,
then, you and I:
the world is no place for us,
full of dreadful dreams to go by,

We all are ignorant walkers,
staggering with miscarriage life
towards the fate's uncertainty,
without love, without faith
within an unforgivable labyrinth.

You are killing me to live,
and I am loving you to die.

God has died years ago,
and He left us like a motherless child,
is it safe for you and me
to live on colourless pages
where words are not free?

Life is no life:
if death does happiness to come.
Let us sleep, then, you and I.