Curse

Sinners curse the God

Lovers curse the world

Dreamers curse the reality

Earners curse the time

Farmers curse the weather

But none curse the efforts they dint make

You and I are different, with different realities

Dusts of dreams

We are living in the desserts of souls

Everyone is fighting the soul

Whom you are trying to satisfy, soul or desires?

I broke and I am broken, dreams and love offered

Now living in the world of plenty

But hard to find the real love

Will you become the star after your battles on earth?

It’s a mystery

Why this hatred?

Is it the dreams? The cause of all battles

Dreaming a world with yellow flowers and butterflies swaying

Now all I see is red flowers, smells like gun powders and hot blood

You are the part of this green and blue but why you are trying to conquer it ?

Conquer your fears and stop this distress

Let your dreams and desires remain in dust, the cause of chaos

Chaos and distress will never bring equilibrium

It settles things but no peace no peace

Let your greedy dreams remain in dust.

[Note: Dedicated to all the innocent people who passed away in the bloody wars since the history began. The greed, the desire, learn to live with what you have, teach your children to be good humans]