सोमवार, 3 अगस्त 2026

 Rushing crazy all around

Trying to catch the stars 

Tirelessly without a sound

Soul bearing the scars


Magnetic are the dreams

Of having wide spreaded fame

Clueless to life's cruel games

We bow down to our name 


All gets grounded to dust

Getting wrapped as a body

Fades away all the zest

As we begin the nameless journey

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