Let me burn in the pain, Which is almost stir in my vein: I have seen a lot of double faces men; They use humans as playing any game!
I do the same and receive the same, Why did I forget this world this triviality; But a place where you gain all of your vulgarity: Outcomes that you have done with the lame.
It's a play of *** for tak, no one can do change- The law of the game, just play it without derange: It is compelled your wit to be utilized for gaining; The secure niche, where you spend your being.
Composed by Urooba Fatima.
This poem is all about the results of your misdoings which you will receive sooner or later.