Infinitron · Poetry · RF

A Prayer Returned!


How to rub the destiny, it’s written on blood
Every step I take, I get drenched in flood
My heart skips a beat when I think over life
It’s as hard as diamond and as fast as knife
The floor is hot for it is more of hell
The water is nomore in a flow, oh well!
I wished for roses but got, as always, thorns
Trapped in a haunted villa I am, the voices warns.
Escaping from the blooded faces is hard
The truths hide, for lies has a straight dart.
The waves flow slowly on the shore of river
The fake smile stays on lips forever…

-Arsh Azim


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