Kaustav Ghosh
Life or football match-
Same same but different.
Finished long ago,
But did not stop.
Like the feelings I showered upon you for a decade.
“A dead man walking” is not just a phrase.
Men who walk with a smile wrapped with blood and wound.
Men cry, men move and fight again.
Not like a beautiful move ended in the attacking third.
Alas! Not a Stricker, I never was.
But next time I will score a goal.
That winning goal.
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