When you were young and bright with full of light,
You never knew the taste of lamentation.
Though you were curious about the cause
You never knew what the smother was.
Once you got the pleasure of self harm,
You forgot what was earth's warm.
You did know that,
Humanity was seeking life in the pest - house,
But you chose the death as your rest-house.
Your parents dwelled with love and safeguard
But you guided them towards your graveyard.
You thought that you found the panacea through escapism,
But you never knew that it was an act of cowardism.
- Sara Hans (Arundhathi Belawadi)
