Judge me not

for I am a traveler

I roam around

from hither to thither

Always looking

seldom finding

a kind word

nor a loving gesture

Is it so hard?

Sometimes I wonder

Still, I look

for that closed book.

For the love that

is ours to behold!

Some say that,

we are all just brothers?

If we are

then why the hatred

If we are

then why the blood on your hands

We are all labelled

yet from these labels we can break

So caught up in what is right

we don't see the wrong again

Isn't love supposed to be natural

isn't love supposed to be real

Then why are you fighting me

when I am down on my knees.

Stop now.

Look around.

Do you see a lot of happy faces

or do you a soul less lot?

Judge me not

for I am not in your shoes

And sorry my friend

you are not in mine too

Wars come and wars go

we don't stop fighting though

stuck in a battle within our minds

struggling ,still, to see the light

when will it happen?

when will it stop?

when can we look in each other eyes

and speak of love, not of lies?

When will the hating stop

when will the walls fall?

when will we be free

not to judge anyone at all?

by, Teja Priyadarshini

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