What we have got to give
While life goes on and we live
Darkness in our heart
Red lips with smile
Is it a worthwhile
Living inside us a cunning owl
Polluting our heart and soul
Once It was innocent and pure
But now its obscure
Abandon like a orphan
Without any cure
Fighting an empty illusion
With sorrows and delusion
Now helpless and aged
With so many prejudices
Living as animal caged
Holding many things dear
With so many unknown fear
Life, its purpose remains unclear
Many answers unknown
Full of millions people
We surrounded but alone
Many things occurred
Unable to see actual
We got only blurred vision
A life full of lies
With millions of cries
Only for things left behind..
(C) Rakesh kumar
