#13.The Diary Of Jane – My Last Day On Earth

To the mystic wonder, this muse has been uncovered

Mankind and its faults, utter disappointments

The streets of this planet, appalling with scums 

To the noble one, I stand against the cynics 

Corruption entitling them to greatness, mere nepotism 

The plethora of beasts, each worse than their brethren  

This skin has seen it all, growing old for so called utopia 

We are fragments of doubt, trapped in the questions

To beyond the stars, lost in the forest of thought



Thank you, 

Arjun Rajeev 


P.S: The poem is protected by a creativecommons license.




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