Aditya Anand

DOB-13th march 2002,bihar, india
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Shooting star

Isolating from those,
Who gave details of God;
Surmised my kismet..
Last thought went maiden,
From God, Nothing is hidden.

Just pain and sorrow,
Quiver was empty, truth is arrow....
Fountain of nectar is last desire,
Leaving myself, trapped conspire....

Far from home,
Closure to the beauty,.
Babies in cry
Men in displeasure,
Sins in treasure.....

Hoping against hope is needy,
One in "The Thar" sandy..
Fear, war, tempt;
Knowing the result
All want to attempt...

Thousands like me comes here ,
Changes are only nightmare...
Much heard about the heaven...
Doing, not more than duty....

Just losing hope,
Someone there to pray for my comeback..
Realising the fact..
No one to guide my track...

Pray to God,
Be pray for all..
Wishes of heart,
Contentment is ageless....
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