From an Emotional Fool
It’s been only a few days,
I felt a million worldly rays.
I am fake my existence is no,
Soil’s statue would be there so.
Emotional fool they called me,
I don’t know in love how to be.
Goodness exists in me not,
To badness I give clear shot.
Broken relations get recreations,
Move on with time having celebration.
Stay with whom you want to,
Go and Get yourself,
Real eyes to realize the real lies.