They just called for the last meeting
Like I was the one, chosen for end heating
When the speech had no words to burst
They grouped me for the special seating
May be, say me, I've forgotten the embarrassment
Treatment with the unknown harassment
Like a cloth was beaten over stone
Has forgotten the sense of groan
I asked 'em, why have you chosen me?
There could be endless buddy to free
The gentle reply was, nobody was ready
For being a bait for lifetime to be
Like a simple reply, not low not high
I got the answer, let me fly
But I was smiling even after knowing the death center
Nobody was stupid who was ready to die
But yes! I am, no matter what it costs
At least I won't be in the race of lost
May be I'm the stupid one for everyone
But I'm happy doing my duty even when drowning at coasts
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Who am I? Unknown
PoetrySometimes in life you can't wait for a human to answer your questions, sometimes you won't find anyone to listen you. A solitary traveller of life may vanish in the deadening life scenario, but somebody always guides and directs him. Can you hear w...
