Out Casted!

17 Jun

I found no one,
Under this sun,
Spirits flying,
souls been frying.
I am feeling again…(2)
Out casted, out casted.

There are no reasons to weep,
there is too much to sweep.
No one understands
Whats in dhai kg land.
I am feeling again…(2)
Out casted, out casted.

Never has been
This feeling so strong.
Wherever I see,
There are morons along.
Someone nailing me…(2)
as out casted, out casted.

Mind is frigging hot,
in this chilling night.
I want some one,
to weep a mile.
So send some one…(2)
I am out casted out casted.

Whatever I speak,
meets few deaf ears.
Years have passed,
I am in my last walk.
please save me…(2)
Out casted, out casted.

Second in row, a poem which is far away from love and things…and still all drenched in love.

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