This desire dates long back, as long as i can recall;
success or failure , it never matters even if i fall;
pain or death i can bear with a smile, but a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality.

My answers are different , right or wrong;
my jokes are different , maybe not spot on;
my ideas never click , but still a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality.

My methods are different, maybe never effective;
my poems are different , might never be read;
my colours are different , my paintings might not complete;

My dreams are different , maybe all unrealistic,
my destiny is different, maybe unfulfilled,
but it would never be a cliche, cos still a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality.

my path is different , it might lead me nowhere,
my heart is different , it pumps to a different beat,
my soul is but unique , cos a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality!

Every war is different, every war still the same;
destruction and death is all it sprouts,
but still men keep on playing this fruitless game.

every government is different , but each still the same;
corruption and money is all it feeds on,
and still always it finds someone to blame.

every terrorist is different, but each still the same;
all he does is kill and get killed,
but still a new one is added everyday.

every religion is different, every religion still the same;
self importance and pride is all it preaches,
and still in us fanaticism unendingly prevails.

every penny is different , every penny the same;
it always falls behind the price,
and still our focus and desire it remains.

every life is different , every life still the same;
begins with birth and end it does with death,
and for almost everyone its always a sort of mess,
but still taking it seriously is where we all fail!