Often pettiness dry the young and <br />ugly face <br />of the movable lipids oozing out of the <br />mind <br />and then yearning for this greedy soul <br />condemn <br />the rest are blood buyer and the the <br />soul seller <br />our hysteria is going downward along <br />the spirit <br />the candles have deep imprints of past <br />deeds, <br />and we are waiting for that single <br />moment when <br />Almighty will again land on this earth <br />and new life begins, <br />that makes human a racist basket of <br />cruel and hate <br />who will never be welcomed by Him at <br />the heaven's gate<br /><br />Vishal Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/new-age-6/
