How beautifully you crushed me!
How calmly I remained silent !
How smartly you kicked me away !
How perfectly I handled myself !
You poured a glass of water over the ocean!
Do you think?
Water of ocean will increase a little?
I remembered,
when I was a kid
My mother used to feed me,
Today she is no more!
Do you think?
I am waiting for her to feed me!
At some point everyone learns how to survive,
In between birth and death ,
The game is called 'Survival',
Do you think?
I am losing the battle!
The more you try to burn me with the fire, the more I get brighter with my glitters!
Even after that,
Don't you think
You lost me!







© pb