My heart longs for love

My heart bears the fragrance

rose has its own significance

that resides in my heart

with the feelings of human art 

 

why should bear a grudge?

and misjudge

the human mind

and find bitterness

 

I feel pain 

and remain perturbed 

when seeing somebody poorly clad 

down with hunger and look almost dead

 

I don't cut a sorry figure

and blame the luck here 

why an almighty should have created 

and not equated the human beings

 

it might be seen as an internal outburst

but it shakes my trust and faith

it also makes me breathe heavily 

and rise in revolt angrily 

 

if death is fearing factor

the disparity is causing great danger 

this makes people blood thirsty 

and slain an innocent for money