Come, come, let's pray,
For everything without it is gray,
Unfortunately it is taking us one by one as it's prey,
The hefty amount of people here are incrementing the height of hay.
Come, come, let's pray,
But except everyone I know I want you stay,
I want you to stay,
But the feeling of it I love to crave,
But in the end needless to say it serves us agony in a tray.
Come on, come on, let's pray,
For love is a necessary evil,
It has the power to destroy also and mend the torn relations also,
You only have to play the game it plays with us, some succed but some drown sardonically.

© Krishna Parmar