Hum Your
Favorite Song
Love is a
small patch of blood
on the
giant battle field of life
You can hum your favorite song
till the bullet hits from somewhere
We depended so much on love
that could not save itself
If this was finally the truth
then the story was interesting backward from the end
Life would not have been an escape route to death
Our forefathers told us wrong directions
The poor guys had no clue
The faith did them also in
We will not tell anything about this to our kids
They will be happy dying for their own truth
Love cannot be defined without its reference to hatred
If you are feeling depressed then
visit a railway station nearby just for nothing
Every one is very much around
No one has departed
But the fact remains
That love is a small patch of blood
And life a giant battle field
You hum your favorite song
And I mine
Farmers are back home before dusk
Leaving their
dreams behind in the fields
For the market forces
To prey upon
All need safe place to survive
You, your love, your kids and your dreams
Decent man with big bag and hidden intentions
Will arrive the village tomorrow morning
To buy the cheap dreams
His beasts have taken to a safe place last night
Under the uncovered darkness
Of your faith
Poverty was the cause of untimely death last century
Now the credited reason to commit suicide
It is late
And tomorrow another day of war
Before falling asleep
If you feel like
Hum your favourite song
But never forget
Love is a small patch of blood
And life a giant battle field
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