Crossing The lines

Not With Agony,

But With Confidence.

They Are Invisible...

We, Limit Ourselves!

Whether Borders, Political Boundaries, or Our Own Hands...

All Are In Our Crooked Minds.

Do Lines In Hands, Limit Our Fate?

No!!!, A Big "NO"!

Fate Isn't In Our Hands,

Known To All Since Birth!

Then How These Mere Lines Are Predicted?

What A Sarcastic Truth, We Are Existing With!

Get The Hell Out Of Life...

The Lines, Of Course!

If Mother SITA Hadn't Crossed The Line,

How Good Would Have Won Over Bad?

Alas!, We Need Everything, Without Crossing Lines!

Then Stop Imagining...

Stop Getting Driven By The Virtual Brain!

Put Lines Everywhere...

Remember! Lines On Dignity, Marked As Scars...'Not Giving Trials Atleast'.

The Day, You'll Be Afraid Of Scars,

You'll Dare To......CROSS THE LINES...!