Scissors, is a teaser
as it cuts my path
without any reason.
I stitch my life ,
to update my attire ,
But it comes and cut
my soul , so that I cannot wear
my entity as whole.
The world is a swirl ,
which gives me a twirl .
I make an effort to stand ,
but again it comes and
runs down on my soul.
Piercings my attire with
unlimited thorns.
Scissors don't cut my attire, to rags.
As I have taken a lot of effort to
stand , and rise against all snags.
