Diluted in the silence
All are enjoying Freshers party
Nobody knows when I go
Sounds were like buzzing fly.
Sudden attack on my door
Call for dining room.
Many times, many days
They remain suspended in the subconscious
The diet body
Fret with malice
I’m absolutely fit and jobless here…
Be missing in a hushed monastery
When I will be hoary like my parents
Who will take care of me?
My parents or my future!
Already lost the drops for them
Only the silent dry pain of heart is left
Senility of me and my parents must be same
I can't remember by no means
what i have done for them!!