Dear Milky Way

By Ajay Kumar

Your presence in my mind

Is so good and so bad,

That I don’t know what has happened

But I am happy when I am sad.

Had I been the dictator

Of the world for some days,

You would have been worshiped

As long as I stayed.

Dear Milky Way,

Thoughts become fonts

And people start hating us.

I remember when I lied

Them, appreciating us.

It isn’t easy to unleash

The dirt of your brain

Better I start behaving like them.

Better, I keep remember your name.

By Ajay Kumar