O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN!!

I will burn every holy book I found.
A page where the rights are not same,
Once I looked at the woman,
She is not just pretty.
Woman...
She have breaking heart,
She have air soul,
She have a beautiful mind
She have respect too.
Woman want peace,
A face or a paper moon.
She is all alone from the beginning,
She is lonely, all by own.
Why there is violence all there,
When past have only scares.
When the history says about night.
A woman said, give me right.
There should be a heart,
Full of lights.
Tell me a name of that woman,
I will give her my heart
She have place,
She have my piece of this world.
One day, world will change, a woman once will say,
Before was was was, was was is
Why you are living in this world, without the eyes.

By Vedanta Anagha (Mayank Tripathi)

Who do you trust?
Just so you know —
yesterday was ******* all of us,
so don’t play hard to reach.

People come and go,
stepping into our lives
and then leaving
as if they’d never been there at all.

Are you real,
or did you wander in from Neverland?
Because I know there’s no one left to trust,
so don’t act like this life is a rehearsal —
this isn’t a fairy tale.

So where do we go now?
I don’t know.
But you go first,
and I’ll follow —
or maybe I won’t.