Something to eat,
Some one to meet,
Is not what I call as life?
Mouth to speak,
And flesh on the bones,
Is not what I mean alive
Rusted sword,
Speechless mind,
Is not the way I go?
All things planned,
Thinking too much,
This makes our life so slow
What I do,
what I knew,
Is not where I belong?
Some destiny defines,
And rest is the scrap I try
What you see is not the sky
You need to feel this sky
To feel the sky one needs to fly
This fact you don’t deny
Fate I hate
System I doubt
People I trust are few
It takes some time to realize
Your life is up to you
I saw bird in need,
I tried to feed,
But she saw me and she flew
Its wonderful to know that
This world is hating you..
Its NOT wonderful to know that
This world is hating you..
~
KAVKAV
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