9:24 AM

I See.

Irony of fate is:

I see the world running after things that they can not take with them.
See the world meliorate with humans which break with them.
I hear the whispers of songs well sung,
but not the supplications that would long, had begun.
God is out of question for them.
As the candle burns from both the ends.

-Sr 

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