That’s why I am terrorist….
I have come out from hell, that’s why the way to Heaven is closed?
My eyes were closed when it was dark, that’s why I am blind?
Unintentionally falling down into the dirty pond I have spend sometimes doing nonsense,
Here & there I have made friendship spreading my hands,
Taking the wing of dream in the sky suddenly I have spread it
I have written in the sense of literacy, that’s why the meaning of the poem is hard?
Just one or two time I have wet my glottis that’s why I am addicted?
In spite of having some crystal clear mind some time I have wondered some narrow lane
That’s why i am wasted /….
I have burnt my hands to play with fire,
Keeping separate my soul I want to fly in higher,
I have covered the mesmerizing curtain in me at my own wish ….
Wondering in the damp room I have searched for light,
Taking the candle, I have stored some light to hold the guest tight…..
To bring the backflow in vein’s blood i have spend some time that’s why I am mad???
I have seen some birds are flying across the sky at the time of dusk..
In addiction of dawn, when then sun become strong I have seen the shyness of moon
Suddenly coming out from home in the noon I have seen the nasty habit of dog,
For having easiness I have distributed myself to help the others
As i have wasted whatever I had in mind to fulfill now I am arrogant & optimist
Keeping everything in mind till yesterday ;
Suddenly I have disclosed every thing today that’s why I am Terrorist!!!!!!!!!!!!
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