Poetic Spree
A collection of poems that inspire & share a powerful message for betterment of humanity.
False dreams, false people, false world
Each hand is dirty with the blood
My utmost desire to again reveal
The wonders that die long ago
The treasures about thy, regale
Fluttered in mind, in heart grow
But the desires are never ending flood
Each hand is dirty with the blood
My corniest, attributes, prevails
The boat on sea, with wave it sails
No one is pure as a beautiful bud
Each hand is dirty with the blood
Growing in the massive, disastrous way
Even no time to settle and pray
Walk or run, but be the best
No one cares, they always say
After every thunder rain, I am covered with mud
Each hand is dirty with the blood
Each hand is dirty with the blood
My utmost desire to again reveal
The wonders that die long ago
The treasures about thy, regale
Fluttered in mind, in heart grow
But the desires are never ending flood
Each hand is dirty with the blood
My corniest, attributes, prevails
The boat on sea, with wave it sails
No one is pure as a beautiful bud
Each hand is dirty with the blood
Growing in the massive, disastrous way
Even no time to settle and pray
Walk or run, but be the best
No one cares, they always say
After every thunder rain, I am covered with mud
Each hand is dirty with the blood
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