I am surrounded by the tricksters of love, hatred & betrayal
Amidst the clash of identity, my heart is broken down to pieces
My wisdom is crooked & my patience is half-dead
I compare my existence to the prey trapped by the illusions of life
Nestled in the crowd of millions
I stand alone & punished....befriended though
An unveiled query nurtures within....
Why should I be answerable to the lords of justice
Why should my individuality be bruished & dragged
I raise this question to all human hearts
Why the soul is restless & mind upset?
Why do I breathe in the dilemma of fear of failure
I deserve my answers....I deserve my wit
I submit myself to the ideals of peace
For the purity of souls will solve my gamble
And prevent me from getting tumbled.
This materialistic world is not a place to survive
Coz I lose my conscience which falls & declines