Rotten Apple of Your Eye

By Sabyasachi Nautiyal

Who am I, 

If not me? 

The brightest star, 

That can be, 

Who are you, 

If not you? 

The greenest grass, 

The morning dew, 

Why must I, 

Run so fast?

Run to my future, 

Run from my past, 

You look up, 

To the sky, 

For the shooting star, 

That never goes by, 

I will not, 

Hide from you, 

See what I am, 

What the artist drew, 

You wish I, 

Was not me, 

Wearing that smile, 

Filled with glee, 

I do love, 

How you think,

Broken dreams, 

Each time you blink, 

You dream of, 

All the things,

What the bandit steals, 

And the singer sings, 

But I am, 

Whoever am I? 

The rotten apple, 

Of your eye, 

I wish I, 

Was not me, 

Never the brightest star, 

That could be

By Sabyasachi Nautiyal