i come every day
to say you
it's to come off
your sleep
break your shakles
go off your boundaries
but i find
your slippery nerves
it get you nowhere
escape instinct
runs the roost
i'm running fast
your time
it'll leave you
far behind
bereft of more chances
beg to say
it's good
in court of law
Nature has its own courts
it provokes the tender
to excel
find and fight
lest you get swallowed down
by the big fish
my music
plays with your truant soul
and
you waste every thin
at your
deaf and dumb heart
when you realize
heart may have gone
obsolete
Nature works overnight
what makes you sleep
and that too
forever
source inspiration: neha c'.s space, indian political scenario. self-destructive muslim world.
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