I am  fall of  the fate
Dropped in the gate of hate
Yet this looks so nice
Full of much dark vice
Weeping men and laughing demons
All they look like human
Chains and channels of thoughts
Reality is worst than ought
Such is the spread of knowledge
Poor thought and grand living
Acceptance of all with little giving
They are preaching day and night
And cheating with puzzled light
This is the shown path of the world
You can never divert from the herd
Thought and deed are far apart
Put the cart before the horse
This is the beginning of the order
Something may be found in this disorder
Anil Kumar Sharma
26/08/2016