A weak life

A monotonous life

shining bright

looking at a fearful sight

bringing all hopes to a mere plight…

screams and shouts and

run run run!!!

wanders with sorrow, didn’t

come come come!!!

the life was sucked out of “life”

past constantly cuts it with knife

serves to the people who calls them “friends”,

because the reality was always shown in fragments…

By adding “R” they turned into “friends”

by removing “R” they become “fiends”

one “R” made things clear

one “R” removed the wicked air…

The “fiend” was strong and “life” was weak,

fiend was “wicked” and life was “bleak”

the difference arose because of their diet,

as one eats “hope” and the other “fire”


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