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Siddhant Raj Poem
If the world ends right now,
will seek for the god in the last vow.
Hands shaking, breath thin,
knees to the ground, nowhere else to begin.
As if plants were crying in,
due to humans having skeptical thinking,
cutting roots we don’t understand,
taking without asking, leaving scars on the land.
destroying one or two but the whole life of the livings.
Forests falling silent, rivers forgetting how to sing,
birds with no sky, and children with no spring.
We broke the chain and called it progress,
we broke the world and called it less.
Oh God,
If I get a chance for a last vow,
wanna seek for you in a row.
Not just one prayer and then goodbye,
but line after line, till the stars go dry.
Let me speak, let me stay,
let me mean it, just this one last time.
Copyright © Siddhant Raj | Year Posted 2026
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