All lies
Gajanan Mishra
Winter summer
Monsoons autumns
All lies,
And life is full of cries.
Cracks and cries
All over.
Sunrise sunsets
Hunger agonies
All lies.
Loss profits
Rich poor
Living dead
All lies.
Weak strong
History geography
All lies.
All lies,
Your presence
Your thoughts
Your actions
Your dreams
All lies.
Tapobana, Titilagarh-767033
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