On a loose venture I came across a gateway
I noticed a child in loose garment looking away
Holding the bars of the gate
His movements of eyes state
His dreams, his admires
Far away from the waves of desires
The truth of his eyes differ from the truth of reality
Mislayer are us who earns from thier charity
Childhood once being his friend has now depart
When he depended solely on himself in the life's mart
In a bunch of unstoppable crowd
No one noticed the need of providing him a shroud
When even started to fall against his will
All his movements became still
His master called him up
Breaking the chain of thoughts he went and holded the cup
In a diligent manner he came holding the tea
Along with the cup he brought up a plea
I extended my hand to offer pieces of chocolate
In a furious manner he does sile
He picked up the cate
And rewarded me with the innocent smile
Mind began to upbraid the persona possessing powerful humankind
Adorning their mind keeping aside the heart
Willfully they are keeping themselves apart
From reaping the essential rooty elements
To live amidst the materialistic fragments
Seconds of silence followed after my mind bewailed
I asked myself the path towards I sailed
All through many years since I hold consciousness
Reply was simple but full of regrets and sameness
Along with other powerful people and mislayer
That I too haven't been humane and ever dare
To extend my hand towards the wellness
That I too haven't made myself in my eyes
By keeping others and myself in the gluttony lies
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