• saikiran98 6w

    Dust to dust , Earth to earth

    The simple and the noble birth

    Will shed their skin and leave their kin

    Despite their given worth.

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    The perfect body and the lame,

    The smart, the wealthy and insane,

    Will crumble to a little heap

    Of molecules, the same.

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    The farm, the precious jewels , the cars,

    The castles with the golden spas,

    Will leave thy face, yet stay in place,

    And pass and pass and pass.

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    Tomorrow and the living day,

    Reflections of but yesterday,

    Entwined upon our minds like weeds,

    Unwelcomed yes, but chose to stay.

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    Know thyself the Wise-man said,

    Your likes dislikes and well combed head,

    The triggers of you many moods,

    And deep inside the journey bade.

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    If “I” think, then what is “I”,

    Since “I” do then tell me why,

    These voices quarrel from within,

    Some rude, some greedy and some shy.

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    Who is thinking, who is who,

    Am “I” the thoughts and thinker too,

    Or bewitched by constant change

    To note the difference of the two.

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    If "I" write and if “I” sing

    Forever in my memories swing,

    Yet cannot fix this worshiped mind

    Upon a single thing.

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    If abused "I" fall in tears,

    Or forewarned , "I" dwell in fear,

    Yet my neighbours sexy smile

    Or words will please my ears.

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    If the act of fellow man

    Decides my state and weight , it can,

    Then who is living life for who,

    I do not understand.

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    Dear brothers lend an ear behold

    The truth is found , yet never told,

    It has no start, no place, no end,

    The senses and the mind transcends.

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    The real and living is the free

    From self created misery,

    Who chose their acts, not just react ,

    To acts from you and me.