Short Poetry

 You taught yourself a fake smile , A journey with nature , A company of spectators , You are in a ring surrounded by crowd , Your are lips are sealed , Though inside mountain of word's feed , Your are a clown in this world , How you represent yourself is your deed ? Back in dream your are the Duke of last ocean swing whom with walk's glare of unseen , Pity of dirt last human being ...

 Your actions doesn't show your inner motive , You seem chill outside ,  Though you know how much hate you are burning inside ? You see other people as a book of low IQ , Yet you know you can't tackle their feeling of their life chapters , Life is a solo show , though you  fill with crowd , Some are spectators of pointed fingers and others are whisper of backbites , Now how you feel inside locomotive ...

 Yell at my face , My eyes are closed , My dark night are too painful  for your timed heart , Look in the dark night , You think you see a beam of light , Its a ray of my burnt heart , These days truth face glued with scar face , My blood is easy to dried up , Every step cut of every thought ...

 Socho toh soch duba dati hai , Na socho toh log gillha rah tah hai ..

 The words people use , You observe their inner peace , You are in a desert , Walking towards you a Camel , Listen to what it wants ? A Tears of your last thirst ...

Your are stubborn like pain , You have poisoned your veins , You are always unhappy with life , You are the ocean without an end , You invoke someone in your fear , You though know it's far from here , You are in your deep dream , You though don't know the real thing , You write with your mind sync , You though drowned for wrong being ...