It seems ..
I have done a crime,
I just wanna make my life sublime,
It turns out to be a monotonous rhyme,
A rhyme with no verses,
Devoid of blessings...
Hiding in shabby faces,
Letting me down in painful bruises,
Fault was not mine,
Surely not thine,
A matter of stabbing my soul,
Have u seen the scenario whole?
A few pieces u picked up,
Gave your opinion and hit me sharp,
Compelling me to go into the dark,
Darkness of agonies,
Darkness of painful tranquilities...