The Ekant Soul

  You are Just a Writer Sohal You are just a writer; all alone and mad Doesn’t matter what you’re saying; Going in too deep, explaining it all And then, just complaining. With all the pain, you shared your thought You wrote what you saw through; But at the end of the day You’re just a writer, So, they will forget about you. …….……………………………………. (1)  They will think you are a liar, sick and evil They won’t even consider theories; With their brain, it’s all just a rumor The cussing will go on the queries. With the fears, your both hands will shake You are bound to think about them; So, in the end of the day You’re just a writer, You will think of your fame. ………………………………………………. (2) Will you get respect, with flowers on you? Or you will get all the hate; Will you be remembered or may you not? Oh! What’ll be your fate? You are thinking and you’re still thinking deep To do these things by how; At the end of the day You’re just a writer, What should you do right now? …………………………………………. ...