Why fight to always be number one in everything When life teaches us it is the smaller things of everyday that the most we are always missing Yet so many will fight to the death to conquer the most expensive things they end up wanting And ignore the little things of everyday living When it is well known that nobody can live without the smallest things having Try to reach the stars and forget about what the heart is always wanting And you may never find true happiness and always for more be longing Because once we reach the stars we tend to want to go to the next galaxy and will not stop at anything When the eyes are bigger than the stomach we always want more than we are needing And forget our best friends who by our side were always fighting Until one day our own need for greed, lust and power leaves us without our friends’ tender loving So be wise my friend and never let your greed take control of your heart’s hungering Or sooner or later it is your mind you’ll end up loosing And nothing will satisfy you until gambling for more you end up losing everything.
I have written to you,God,grand poet and mentor, the living,extinct,prevailing wind and conscience of the universe, the unwilling,abettor of natural calamities,and unjustifiable, casual observer of human genocides among human assailants, to take note of your neutrality, having observe all these
Expedition of life starts at dawn. Trainers come genetically, custom and society fill the gap, we start a journey, the route is misty. I started for the Kanchenjunga Half of the track was well lit road rest was chosen weather-wise.
He did not read my diary left open, to know my kind Just read that middle page from his age set mind If only he had the time and patience That would have checked him by his conscience To read
Ssshh. Don’t let anyone hear you. Don’t tell anyone about it. It’ll be our little secret My friends can’t know. Turned into they know we are fucking not that we are together. I’m just not ready yet. Can it be
I have solely turned this creation into mess, becoming a cause for frustration and moments of distress, resulting from price tags and use of over-inked cheques, and also from partaking in acts of repeated carelessness, It’s safe to say that
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A nice poem of good aphorisms