Would ya tell me ya name,
Ya master of disguise!
Coz I hate ya more if ya won’t,
In the hell’s name die of shame.

Ya not came,
When I needed ya the most.
Now ya teach me how to wait,
And keep ya eyes open till owl’s sleep.

I know ya know, ya disguise,
Hang this bell on ya neck.
Ring my heart, I shall transfer,
To the world I know, better than ya.

Better be I shall shut ya disgrace,
Ya shall term it praise anyway.

~ Yetesh Sharma @thewritersage

Inspiration from the unknown dangers lurking by our sides.


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