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Dec 2014
You end up doing so much for this world sacrificing your daily bread
And when you need them the most when you are exposed they won’t even give you single cloth thread

To make people happy you put that big smile on your face even on the worst day of your life,
And if ask them for some help they’ll walk away keeping you aside wearing their pride

You end up doing so much to make a place in their heart but they won’t even remember your name,
And you won’t even be willing to question them, what for hearing the excuses best of the lame

You even tend to hurt your close one’s just for the people who don’t even deserve your greeting,
And when you are broken it’s only your family that comes to hold you no matter how much they are bleeding

What the society will speak about you, worried you tend to lose the one you love the most,
The relation which was meant to be forever midst of social stigma they get lost

Hail O’ to this world which is as fake as plastic doll,
They celebrate, they rejoice when outside the poor man growls

You get carried away by their smile they put, the smile that is fake,
You give your trust and they won’t think one more time and let it break

The world which changes even faster than the seasons on earth,
And your crying howl will be lost in their clamorous mirth

This world appears to be sweet but hasty sore at the same time,
Ambivalent you stand watching the duality of love and the grave crime

But sometimes it feels to be so sweet filled with the feeling of love of rose,
And you just dive in the moment to die getting your fingers crossed

Makes you feel the adventure the feeling of ride the feeling of ecstasy,
Wonder words that make you feel as if you have lived your life and nothing more best can ever be

They’ll be sweet and nice to you on your face and behind your back they’ll *****
They’ll give you the scars at first and then promise them to stitch

Behind those shining eyes lays the evil sight
And behind those spoken sugar words lays the unutterable bitter lies

Hail O’ to this world which is fake as plastic doll

They’ll extend their hand to hold but must have dug the pit hole planed your fall.
Kriti Gupta
Written by
Kriti Gupta  Delhi
(Delhi)   
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   Parikshit Murria
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