A PRAYER FOR THE MANKIND

A PRAYER FOR THE MANKIND

A Poem by Naina Grover
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To break through the evils of the society

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Words lose their meaning when they grow old and shed like leaves
They are true today, stale tomorrow, an interrupted reverie
Friends are letters inscribed somewhere deep beneath the sand
An acquaintance somewhere lost in a distant wonderland

I thought that trust was profound and words discourse the spree
And love was something to be felt, not to lie lovingly
Counting numbers without one to count on, a façade wins in the end
I wonder if they would ever look back and ever solemnly repent

For days of glory are like spring when bees cling on to you like slaves
And in weary you are shoved away, dangling at the heart of a knave
My thoughts were like stars I tried but could never fathom into constellations
And people sinned with every choice always have a reason

Running after kites and clouds is oblivious now to me
Hearts full of innocence and a world full of wonders is now a broken dream
Smiles are broken and so are hearts mourning in the dark
Caricatures of love brushed away in the void from the eyes of the Mozart

In the fell clutch of circumstance cautiously crept in reality
Attachments are futile and so are expectations, devoid is this world of purity
A smile on the face and holding daggers behind their backs is how friends greet everyday
But I pray and hope for a world unknown where love breaks through the darkness to the glory of the day

© 2015 Naina Grover


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Naina Grover
Please give it a critical read :)

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Well I tried to give it a critical read but um, it's really nice and truthfully written.
Things like Love, Care, Empathy are far gone from this world as I see it. We all are walking in the dark unknown with darker intentions and ambitions, we listen less and judge more, we like the idea of being good or something that is good but it's no more than illusion that is left of it. What good what we do or think is to just keep us sane enough to wake up every morning and continue that walk in the unknown darkness.

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Added on July 25, 2015
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Naina Grover
Naina Grover

Delhi, New Delhi , India



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