Where do we go from here…

Why are we the way we are?

In some world above so close,

in here so far.

Paddling along the same stream

yet, never at par.

 

Some are rich hence considered good,

and poor is mostly bad.

Some of this religion are

always fighting with some of that.

 

The perimeters of beauty have been limited.

i thought we all were made of same stars.

These inequalities are the deepest wound,

and segregation we create the ugliest scar.

 

Festering roots of conflict,

might one day eat us away.

If soon we don’t realize

that different people have different ways.

 

Only together we can create,

paradise on earth.

Or else we should refrain,

from giving another birth.

 

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Stillborn

Stories of the scattered dreams,

and that of the forbidden fruit,

the one wish a genie grants,

what if everything is truth!

 

Have you ever thought?

Maybe, the battles with dragons were really fought.

And all the scattered dreams were just tears,

the forbidden fruit was nothing but fear.

What if the genie’s wish, was only a bait dear?

Did the dragons really breath fire?

Or were they the demons of our burning desire.

 

Are we even real and do we see,

realty the way it is supposed to be.

Were we ever free?

Or our freedom was gone,

as soon as we were born.