The man who holds in one hand the holy book,

And the profane knife of prejudice in the other one,

Along with, ponder with their rotten conscience ways to fool

The foolish ones are those with their malevolence for:

Have provoked myself to lose my devotion to the sacred one.

Nevertheless, I now do not have any shame in being faithless:

For my faith was a liability since for them it is the holy blade 

To enslave all of the gullible beings, who know not to reason?

For: they are the holy leaders of the holy world.

mayank sharma

life seems enjoyable, amusing under the influence of drugs, but when the thin air of smoke vanishes steadily, without  a trace than the mind could with clarity see, and when you have seen then you question yourself “ what has mankind done to itself ?“. The pain, the suffering, the guilt all comes again, alive like the seasons but with more vividness and intensity. the meaning eventually fades  as the dream, and now you see the naked truth; when it is not behind the curtains of lies put up by the people to hide the mere fact of we living in lies. The truth is meaningless, because it has now lost its charm; the value has been forgotten.

Mayank sharma