Irony Concept
Come on you all and join the tragedy of life,
No bread, no wine and depressed husband from his wife,
A man beaten up on crowded roads,
And the crowd stands life a dumb toads,
A man with a rich personality and royalty of kind,
Look at the nature's irony so as to make him blind,
A teenager expecting someone to love him,
It sucks even more when you wake with such a dream,
The experiments are made on us,
We are the pigs they trust,
Hey one up if you really are, listen...
Make someone love us and end this on a happy note.
poem by Vikrant Jog
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