It was all a play,the curtain closed a long way.
And I still played the role
unknown in solitude my soul.
The lights were dimmed,
The stage was clean,
Tthe applause still thundered
jeered and mocked on my blunder.
And there amidst I could see the face.
Smiling, pretending as always.
a senile smile on the murderer's face,
ripped my heart with an ominous grace.
I lay dead face on the mud,
breathing the sole scent I had known.
But a whisper down by my side
get up, its just another play
your role is yet to go.
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