Theme: Life

Hating To Do

To get my dues I come to your door 
talking to myself 
Today I will present you 
my theme song in a live shooting belt. 

A confined thought had 
the influence fading away 
It was a stark, frightful 
journey to venus. 

Will not tell everything 
about the wounds of earth. 
It was raging. You tell lies 
for seeking liberation from commitments. 

Trading abuses when love was lost, 
the ancient tribe plays a game. 
You have let me grow into a tree 
standing at the dirty drain of life.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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