Withered Soul!

withered soul hanging on bended knees, begging for truth?

Ha!! for love, a fell disease…

minds cripple beyond repairs,

heart sulks in despairs,

crawl with ur chaste passion but who cares…

call it a season of incessant chaos,

flavour season, abysmal pathos!!

Ridiculous Man
Well I'm... A theatre actor, director and a writer... I've an avid interest in philosophy and often write my random take on different aspects of life... I love to write poems and play guitar!

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