Your name I want and war to live,

And fight the Rose to grant the disease.

Adventure to follow, advert to feel,

All in vague, satire of disbelieve…

Do we know that history may not persist??

Cross my faith to steal again,

Run the aggression and enigma

We love the Rose requisite for us

Juxtapose life towards an organic fail.

Exotic rose riots the mind

The greatness to buy and lose it off

Create a belief of dysfunctional thoughts

The abnormal deeds, the find of toil.

How fast we breathe

How lust it costs

How naïve we act

A phony conclusion!!

All hail the Marvel,

Anguish for the crazy gem

Hallucinate…to fade!!!

The snooze of counter!!!

Confinement screams a graceful sleep

When Non-living grants clarity

As we think ignorance…

Crave for the rose prevail.

For real to live, abject the cause,

In maniac for permanency,

The greed to toil

The lasting miseries…

Life of eternity, a perennial mock

Craving for rich as luxury agrees

Name, that’s all we need??

Fall against peace, In the face of crowd!!!

Fanaticism calls the rose again,

Balls of insanity rolls tough

A grunge of life we seek to find

How we know it all….war of decline!!!

The futile search and the crumbling principles,

An erotic seek of who we are…

The Mickey Mouse Ephemera!!!

And call for the great auction..

Lost in time, the monotony of eternity,

And run the walk of life,

What’s in the name??

We call the Rose.

We sweat for a victory,

Which may have been lost?

Ayan Mukherjee