Groomed to the perfection!

When I step out of the home
I see them often….

Groomed to the perfection
Of being bashful entities

 Expressionless faces
Feeling less hearts

Formal shake hands
Very casual talks…

I often wonder….
Where they have left themselves
Came out to this world
Carrying out only scab


They never consider ….
A thing called heart
Speak only with tongue

They never believe in…
A thing called emotion
Deal only with opinion

Why do they live?
Rather I should  say
Do they really live?


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