Where Am I
Where have you brought me?
This well lit dark place
And you say its interesting here
But I just don't find myself
Here, where trust is lost
Friends are abandoned in worst of times
Love is a mere illustration for fulfilment of desire
Creativity And imagination don't exist
Here,where truth is the greatest lie
The great ,greatest person is "I"
Hate is more than all you see
There is no one , nothing more than "me"
Poets create poems from words
And call it imagination
Well its true they'd get angry
But I'd call such poems elaboration
Who do you think I am??!
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