A Vulture's Culture I am trapped in A room, With no windows and no holes. I feel so torn apart, Like a part of a whole. In my life of miseries, You played a nice role. I feel so anxious, Was all of it a troll? Well it's not your fault I blame this new culture. Where people find chances To scavenge you like a vulture. People show you straight faces Like the face of a sculpture. But they do not even care When your heart ruptures. Rage is storming in me, In my heart there's a tempest. I blame myself Cause you got me tempted. There's nothing more, You can offer me for redemption. As I neither need you Nor your fake repentance. ~SUGYANA KUMAR MIRDHA