God tests his best knights,
But never thinks about them for once.
Obviously problems flight,
But take away tons.
It might not be the right time,
As rightly said.
When time’s committing a crime,
You are just waiting for the death bed.
I feel empty from inside,
As all tears have dried.
All my brothers are playing seek-and-hide,
But about their positions they have lied.
I saw a bird chirping everyday,
Keeping me up.
Now the bird’s turned into hay,
Torso in the eagle’s nest, blood in the vulture’s cup.
Others are playing a game of chess,
I am a participant.
Just sitting here to impress,
Making up a tent.
By: Aayushmaan Malviya
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