When I denied to roll
as a stone- aimlessly
Tears have no more fear
They don't wait any more
For anyone's consent
It doesn't deny to roll
No prayers can hold
Like a player I have mine own role
To play
To predict
To fall as a prey
At times no pray
can save your day
Helplessly things will be demolished
Carelessly things will be hold
Things will get back to be bold
From the scar of the journey
Thing, mere thing
Yet has to bring
Lost glory, snatched story -everything.
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