When Likes Become Dislikes
I like the sky no more
As it gives me the limit to rise,
I like the night no more
As it shows me the darkness of human mind,
I like the sunlight no more
As it shields my pitiful cry,
I like the wind no more
As it makes me feel to fly,
I like the hills no more
As it lures me to rise high,
I like the seas no more
As it pushes me for a deep dive,
I like the flowers no more
As their hue makes me shy,
I like the earth no more
As it pulls me to shed a deep sigh,
I like the people no more
As I see jealousy in their eyes,
I like myself no more
As it stops me to bid this ugly world, a final goodbye.
Copyright © Sree Bag | Year Posted 2021
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