Dusk of Dawn

By Utkarsh Negi

When I was one,
I didn't know about the world that was cruel.
I literally had no idea,
That it could slay me or finish my fuel.

I was old as a decade,
I started to participate in the race of life.
Then I figured out that if we don't stand for ourselves,
They'll slice us with a knife.

Once I became a vicenarian,
I just got a little wise.
Got to know,
People can really stop a sun to rise.

When I turned thirty,
Humans showed their true colour and no sign of humanity.
Jealousy changed everyone's personality and increased brutality,
It was no less than criminality.

I was a quadragenarian that was already a man,
Started to face problems like a rock.
I thank the lord,
Who helped me to withstand and not to mock.

The fifty was a new start,
I felt tired.
Used to inspire myself every moment,
But that fire expired.

The exhaustion of sixty took all over me,
Had a little friends.
But still even now,
Enviousness doens't end.

The seventy was a big number,
I see back that I had a tough climb.
but something got me,
That I didn't take break for myself and didn't took time.

On the eight,
I started to feel free.
But I couldn't make it to ninety,
As God was calling me.

~Utkarsh Negi "BUNNY"


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