It all started as a game
And there was no sign of any regard.
I was playing it all so clear and plain
Till they introduced the various rewards.

LONG LANE of LIFE

Don’t lose sight from pals for profligates only to get chucked out.
Because….
You will face jarring tracks when you’re craving for alluring rest house,

A breath of air is enough to push the pale
Dry dead leaves till the end of sight.
Trees scream in row as pain sparks
Through the stem to the roots when

Defeating everyone in the dark,
Knowing how this all will end,
Just like another immortal mark,
Of the futile struggle for peace,
Of the futile faith to please,
Of the futile attempt to bleach,

You feel I owe to your ears
The empathy
Provided by your lies
Whenever I couldn’t bear.

I knew,
Your faith is subjected to fate,
So palpably that even a slight blow,