Atmosphere was Changed
For a While
In a certain Style
It seemed
Everything will be
Set Right in a While
But
Dark Clouds of smoke
Again Tells
Feelings are going Dead
And
Volcanoes in the Heart
Are
Still piercing thread
Peace get soured
And
Expected to increase and Explore
Perhaps
Malign thoughts
have
Taken Birth
In its mind
How can one find?
Love seems Playing
But
Doubtfully staying.
Self appears to be the aim
For its fame
Without caring
Justice
But wants
With own practice
Catching Endless Race
Of achievements
Resulting nothing to Life
But Pains
And strains.