Exploited talent
Once lived a boy
Who none wanted to employ
Who never experienced a day of joy
Who was referred to as an unheard voice
Whom everyone wanted to avoid
And none wanted to join
His abilities just left unnoticed like a noise
All his assets left ignored and void
His name was somewhere deep in the soil
He was the one everyone loved to exploit
He was just like toy
Whom everyone left boiled .
His talent was the only speciality
With which he wished to achieve immortality
But god never gave his amity
And made him taste the hard reality
He was thrashed by all his enemies
A victim of neutrality
An example of abnormality,
He was a teen with a weak mentality
Who couldn't dodge the calamity
And now remembered by few with the word, rest in peace.
Now they say he was a good folk
So late , that even the cigarette's ash is smoked
So late, that the potential has already been soaked
A young lad has already been broke
A life already revoked
But let's hope his fame can someday leave the time's cloak
His writings a master stroke
And his name a little more prestigious than a joke.
- Aandaleeb Mukherjee
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