Power of the throne
Hidden from their own,
People suited;
Politics polluted,
Taking part in races;
Where failure chases,
To finish this greed;
With every incumbent need,
Trying to act witty;
Because World is a cruel entity
Body sickness;
Soul distressed,
Time to change the course;
Look at your source,
Lies the power of universe;
enough to lift up every curse,
Out of your zone;
Rid of that phone,
Escape your comfort,
By SEEKing DISCOMFORT...!
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Author:
Jayraj (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 9th, 2018 03:02
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Boom, KABLOW
THANK YOU, MY FRIEND,
A fine birthday write, I see! Good wishes. Easier to say than do this?! Easier for masochists? Though I don't think you mean it in this way.
We all are so stuck in our routine that we miss all the beautiful things life offers us!
with that, I wrote this poem, as a desire to share my thoughts on exploring the world keeping all workload aside...you only have one life
thank you for appreciating!
you can take it in that way too haha!
Jayraj - so true - message not to miss out on what is real in life!
indeed 🙂
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