Engaging oneself
With no matter
Such an ecstatic
Way of entertainment
Who can't
Not know the beauty of
Attending end of civilization
Engaging oneself
With no thought
Such a big war within
None could feel except those
Who have adopted
Such death within
Without killing oneself
Just a stream of warm wave
Flowing gently to carry
A no-man to noman's land
Who never feels the hurry
To back again to land of death!
Pranab k c
20/02/2019
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