Young Writers Society

I have gone through many things,
But didn't stop at one -
I have done many sharings
But didn't receive even one.

I am alone, broken are my bones, that's why
I am going down the memory lane-
To catch the frames of life;
To steer away the game;
To steer away the knife
From my idiotic questions
'Bout the meaning of my life.

I wouldn't have been so angry
If your behaviour was nice;
Why? Why? Answer me, answer -
Answer if you can, I'm like you!
Just an imperfectly perfect man.

I am alone, dead is my phone, that's why
I am going down the memory lane
To fight with the lone lion
The lion has got hold of me 
And I at its mane.
I always love song, literature
And my ball pen.

I am alone, I am the warrior lone, that's why
I am going down the memory lane -
To match the deeds of man,
From the Stone Age,
To the age of modern-day LAN
Man has evolved, changed,
Rebelled, and did revival,
But the thing remained unchanged
Was the cause of betrayal;
I am full of rage, despair -
Betrayed by a mare.
She was the one whom I did trust,
Believe and did care.

I am going down the memory lane
To snatch the reel of life
Because I have cheated death
To death by times thrice
I wouldn't have been so angry
If your behaviour was nice.
Why? Why? Answer me, answer -
Answer if you can, I'm like you!
Just an imperfectly perfect man.