Everyone is blessed,
Still no one’s perfect.
World’s so stressed,
Waste eyes till cataract.
It’s easy to cut off,
Hard to accept.
Neither all is Tiger Shroff
Nor their moon walk that apt.
Tough to find those,
Who are beautiful at back.
A cherry face everyone expose!
But a sweet heart mostly lack.
Even tho it’s Kalyug,
Humanity is a bit left.
Only a pinch of red drug
Is enough to make a pink sea craft.
Momentary Lapse Of Sanity 