Why to tell only abut me...let me describe me nd my frnds taking some of the lines from 'Me & My Creations' by milind singal.
Desperates
(The Mens To Be Honoured)
On this earth we were born,
We were here all alone.
Seeds of friendship were then sown,
The tree of success is yet to be grown鈥�.
Everyone wishes the fame,
But life is not a game.
Then the day came,
Desperates proved their name鈥�.
Friend is not just a word,
It turns milky blood to tough curd.
Nor they are the bird,
That they will fly if loud voice is heard鈥︹��.
We don鈥檛 govern the crowd,
Nor we object to loud.
We are somewhat different from Daud,
We are desperates we are proud鈥�..
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