Beliefs
By Surya Narayanan R
Days turn into months
Months into years.
Our lives ran out
While we counted in fear.
Death? I call that a relief.
Relax. I’m not suicidal, yet.
All I see are stupid beliefs
Rotting into regrets.
Built on stereotypes.
A society, what we call.
Amounts to nothing if it can’t
Break some walls.
Life was always
Destined to form.
Should’ve stopped sooner
Before it turned human.
A worst transform.
Whatever the shape
My next life may take.
Don’t give me six senses.
Or I’d rather not wake.
By Surya Narayanan R

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