Isn’t it my creator’s job to make me intelligent, beautiful and someone fit for living? It’s his fault that he made me with stupidity, and not mine! Once I cursed my creator for being wrong, and now I’m praising my destroyer for being the same! Oh, wait! Whom should I blame now? Is this my creator’s fault that he tattooed a wrong date in my hands? Or my destroyer who forgot this silly being? Uff! Life’s like that!
High tides and beautiful sea shores..
I was gazing at the tattoo which says I have to die now.
Screaming aloud, wait this is the moment i started to live..
Alarm clock raising the voice stupid wake up its just a dream..
Life moves faster than we expect, soon year 1 changes to year 10, and our face starts to look more mature as we dive further down in life. We bond with so many people yet we stay in touch with the only few. Once we grow old, we travel back in time using memories as time machine, and relive the moments which were heaven to us , and sometimes the one which were not. Life gets easier as we go into our old age, we get wiser and know what life was meant to be. Soon enough the time comes, we close our eyes for the last time as the soul take its goodbye leaving behind a cold body with a smile on its face.
What will you do if you knew that you gonna die tomorrow. What do you do today which becomes a yesterday on tomorrow.
Abundant amount of clothes and footwear,
But always choose to wear limited.
Rest, are static characters to fill the void.
Plenty of emotions stifle inside,
But always choose to wear the mask of isolation.
Various ways to go home,
But always choose the same path.
Diverted from the society,
Focused in self manufactured rigid world.
One is not dead,
One is experiencing death every day.
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