The Scared Soul
Poor soul
Recoiling from the blazes of eyes
Burdened day or night by own shadow
Soul pleading for rain; some light refreshment
To wash and lighten the Avenue of faith
Unhook the hope being throttled
Bring back loyalty of life being turned into vapour
Once a soul like wind
Unbound and unhinged upon sail
And all that you touched of same value
Like the anointed and followers
Your family no compunction or caustic
Once a soul
With zest obsessed
With gigantic combustible ador
King of the crowd on mates
Soul never lost in combat
Who when others look they think bloom
Now, the soulless soul
Character clouded by mourn
Searching for fleeting doorway
In fear of the boo in the pathway
Sighting the cloak and sword as cue for troubles
Eyes always in watch for probable intrusion
Of the voyers in search of who to taunt
Who to pin their tag that debase and shames
Defeated soul sentenced to endless blues
The mask face foreshadowed by misfortune
That passers-by look to see sadness insignia
Who or how root cause of misfortune gulped by loathe
Speedily substituted by stigmatization molestation
The empathy to ride with unfortunate adversity rid of
Despite all the disproving robe
Yet, for all the cloud of despondency
Worthy truism must not be lost
For as moss has no teeth for rolling stone
So demise is a must done deal for every Beings
Ill-fated ailment only speeds up the process
If then death is a leveler to every Beings' certain inevitability
If it is self evident your life like their is but transitory
With appointed time, who, how you are, come or go not in cast
Then, why live to hide from villainous encroachment
Be not the caste they want you be, exist so your soul smiles again
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