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Bully – A Hypocrite Tale

Feb 11, 2023
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By Debraj Das


They bleached,

They stiched,

They raged,

They caged.


They cut,

They shut,

They mocked,

They mobbed.


They tore,

They roar,

They force,

and they coerce.



Days later, they write inspiration.

Updates about philosophy and prospiration.

Facebook, Insta, Whatsapp

All flooded with which once called, they crap!


Questions I want to ask are three,

Answer them if you are constraint-free.

Having hope is what I can’t,

Just because I am a witness of your tyrant.


Thy I shall ask now,

Sins thou commit, write such words, how?

Ever thou think about yourself and write?

Philosophies after they plagiarize, Thou shall not have chill-bite?


Don’t know if hypocrisy they understand.

Practice of claiming more noble beliefs, than is the case; says the Google.

Stop doing the opposite of what you say, oh plagiarized brand,

Just live & let live, in this world of Muggle.


By Debraj Das



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