The trees fell arrow struck
like soldiers in the battle field
Kurukshetra, Golgotha-
does not matter.
Flowers bloom in Princess’ garden
like stars in earthly forms
rosy, red, yellow, white-
rosy, red, yellow, white-
does not matter.
Million couples marry,
Priest says, go and grow
as if he is the Lord God in
heaven
they grew, multiplied-
does not matter.
He cried- hey, stop
life is important don’t jump off
she whimpered what life
he ditched me after holy promise,
I’ve come to lift you to
my heart
Is your love lust for my body-
does not matter.
Come, it matters
Love matters
Beauty matters
Death too matters
For life matters.
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