A mediocre
You're enjoying I'm creating Neither hundred percent Nor the hundredth of whole Only like a mediocre of You and me. As long as I'm writing My poem bridges the gap Even though a single Atom of us.
Pradyumn, why are you Pradyumn?
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You could be the other one
Alas! still you are Pradyumn.
We all know that you're no more
But your silence is screaming so far.
You're wriggling every time to be free.
All universe was yours
Yet you fought alone.
Not only you were defeated by tyranny,
It's a collapse of humanity.
When the brutal hands were getting close to you,
Compassion got faint.
You were squeezed thoroughly,
Sentiments are feeling your suffocation.
Poor destiny took you away from us.
But you would still live
in every words craved on hearts.
Your pain would be acidifying us
In centuries.
We would die every moment
For the sake of humanity,
Why couldn't we save you from rascal?
Your pious soul will question to us
'Was it my sin to be Pradyumn?'
Very touching . Well written.
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