Why Only Me
As I bow down to illustrate gallantry, people bend me more
I become honest in every aspect, I become wretched and poor
I practice self-restraint, society designates me backward
I walk in path of nobility, only anguish and agony over shroud
I crave for an ounce of happiness to be jolly and merry
But it adds to fire by kindling onslaught to tons of misery
I perceive rouges miles away from virtues enjoy fruits of your creation
More they indulge immorality, you recompense them again and again.
I have nothing but to reconcile for what I have been destined
At least I am better than the other when I compare in vivid.
14TH AUG 15
Copyright © Ab Das | Year Posted 2015
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