The Sun of Fate

The pensive sky is hanging low,

The melancholy clouds are queuing in a row.

Why the sun of fate deprives me of glow???

Is it the congenial way to face the blow???

Let the storms of adversity pump up and grow.

I have learnt to stay in tranquility and pass the thunder snow.

The hapless river surpasses its flow, 

Oh! cruel destiny ; rest your pace and go down slow.

Love and relationships are my achievements that I show,

How intensely sarcastic you can be to me - let me know,

Let me break the chains of hackneyed routines and go.

It's the tradition to get back; what you SOE,

Let me die honest; luxury through crime is a big no no,

The smile of my dear ones is the reason why I bow.

This soulless society is hit by a feigned arrow,

They can never judge the cause of my visage that furrow.