Tussle you let that happen
Never born separate, Your Mind
Lived in that beautiful heart
Puzzled moves of chess
Left your crowned king
Fortified, yes to rule
The grass on the other side
As if far future is destined
Surroundings u let deprived
Democratic decisions you say
Freedom in the end matters
Near ones no more dear ones
You let thousands deaths
Held in-between , You are
The prisoner of far-away dreams
By: Prashant
