PHILOSOPHY OF PAINPHILOSOPHY OF PAIN
“With my beloved I play the game of love.
If I win, he is mine.
If I lose, I am his.”
– Amir Khusrau
“people always talk about the investment of emotions.” he said and looked at me for a response so that he can continue with his newly introduced topic.
“Yes they do, indeed” I said with my greatest affirmative gesture.
“So how do they do that?” he wasn’t curious at all when he asked that. He just want me to expose my business secrets! Played well.
“Basically or primitively homo sapiens are selfish. They haven’t given even a bone of freshly hunted buffalo to someone for free. They have always attached a condition along with it. It can be anything. A gesture of sisterhood that can be useful in the future when your tribe is attacked by a wildfire, another tribe or famine. We don’t do anything to anyone for free. Even philanthropists do it for their worshiped kindness; or for their own mental satisfaction. See nobody can stay away from the selfishness. That’s something deeply scribbled in our DNA.” I stopped.
“so?”
“Love is an act of supreme selfishness. Nobody was selfless in love – alive or dead. Everyone has a well established plan in love. They are simply executing it when day passes. It’s like a war. You are entering in to the forefront with a bunch of tactics. You know there will be bloodshed. And you are there to protect yourself from the attack. See, nobody wants to be hurt in this battle. Or you can be less hurt than the other party. The less you hurt the more you win, like any other war.”
“But the structure has significantly changed over the years”
“Yes it did. The war became business in the modern world. But the primitive principle remains as the same – less investment, less lose. the person with rickety tactics will fail for sure. It’s a game of emotions. If you want to pull off, you need to give your best shot when the situation demands, like buying or selling a stock in the stock market. It is all about the timing.”
“But still we are the people who invested more, always”
“Rickety tactics! Knowledge will not save you. If it does, I would have been a millionaire who play with profit.”
“Equal investment would work” He said bluntly.
“In love – the problem is – you will never know that your business is no longer your business. Sometimes the other party buys everything from you at least a one percentage of share just to make you unequal at the end. But you will never know until you hit a rock bottom.”
“Everyone needs profit” He was disappointed by the capitalist model of love economy.
“No. When you love someone, you know from somewhere that this person can cause pain too. We are afraid of abysmal pain. That is the reason of our infidelity. So people choose less pain. Pain has always played a minimalistic philosophy- less is more; and unbearable.”
“Less pain it is”
“Less pain and no gain it is”
“I would love to live with a collapsed business empire then”
“Like every overrated love story?”
“Like every overrated love story” he echoed, and turned to me “what will you say to your business partner next time?”
“With my beloved I play the game of love. If I win, he is mine. If I lose, I am his.” Amir Khusrau answered his question.
“Fair game!”
“Fair game it is” I echoed and we chuckled!
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“With my beloved I play the game of love.
If I win, he is mine.
If I lose, I am his.”
– Amir Khusrau
“people always talk about the investment of emotions.” he said and looked at me for a response so that he can continue with his newly introduced topic.
“Yes they do, indeed” I said with my greatest affirmative gesture.
“So how do they do that?” he wasn’t curious at all when he asked that. He just want me to expose my business secrets! Played well.
“Basically or primitively homo sapiens are selfish. They haven’t given even a bone of freshly hunted buffalo to someone for free. They have always attached a condition along with it. It can be anything. A gesture of sisterhood that can be useful in the future when your tribe is attacked by a wildfire, another tribe or famine. We don’t do anything to anyone for free. Even philanthropists do it for their worshiped kindness; or for their own mental satisfaction. See nobody can stay away from the selfishness. That’s something deeply scribbled in our DNA.” I stopped.
“so?”
“Love is an act of supreme selfishness. Nobody was selfless in love – alive or dead. Everyone has a well established plan in love. They are simply executing it when day passes. It’s like a war. You are entering in to the forefront with a bunch of tactics. You know there will be bloodshed. And you are there to protect yourself from the attack. See, nobody wants to be hurt in this battle. Or you can be less hurt than the other party. The less you hurt the more you win, like any other war.”
“But the structure has significantly changed over the years”
“Yes it did. The war became business in the modern world. But the primitive principle remains as the same – less investment, less lose. the person with rickety tactics will fail for sure. It’s a game of emotions. If you want to pull off, you need to give your best shot when the situation demands, like buying or selling a stock in the stock market. It is all about the timing.”
“But still we are the people who invested more, always”
“Rickety tactics! Knowledge will not save you. If it does, I would have been a millionaire who play with profit.”
“Equal investment would work” He said bluntly.
“In love – the problem is – you will never know that your business is no longer your business. Sometimes the other party buys everything from you at least a one percentage of share just to make you unequal at the end. But you will never know until you hit a rock bottom.”
“Everyone needs profit” He was disappointed by the capitalist model of love economy.
“No. When you love someone, you know from somewhere that this person can cause pain too. We are afraid of abysmal pain. That is the reason of our infidelity. So people choose less pain. Pain has always played a minimalistic philosophy- less is more; and unbearable.”
“Less pain it is”
“Less pain and no gain it is”
“I would love to live with a collapsed business empire then”
“Like every overrated love story?”
“Like every overrated love story” he echoed, and turned to me “what will you say to your business partner next time?”
“With my beloved I play the game of love. If I win, he is mine. If I lose, I am his.” Amir Khusrau answered his question.
“Fair game!”
“Fair game it is” I echoed and we chuckled!
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A World Apart
Chapter 4
"I'm sorry," she says wiping off her tears
"I didn't mean to bother you mister..."
"Leorio" I reply
"Mister Leorio" she says and my heart stops beating or maybe it was just one long heartbeat or like a breath you take when you breath in fresh air after a deep dive, this is the sweetest my name has ever felt to me in my life
"Could you maybe please lead me back to that well, so that I could leave your village and go back to my home" she says. Although her saying that she wants to go home both please and pinch me a little, I realize I'm gonna have some trouble leading her back
"Village?" I ask her, looking her sideways
"Yes, you said I landed in some other world/place whatever you prefer to call it, so I presumed it would be a village around my city" she says innocently. She really didn't grasp the fact that she had travelled to another dimension. I tried to explain her little more and after going back and forth with her she first gave me a look like I was retarded and then she looked at me like she was searching for my horns and tail.
I fill her in details about my world.
"We look like human, true, but we are much more powerful then them."
"Oh!" She said as if accepting a challenge.
"So you people are powerful huh!" she says looking me directly in the eye, and for a minute I thought maybe not, her eyes are more powerful than anyone else in my world.
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Chapter 4
"I'm sorry," she says wiping off her tears
"I didn't mean to bother you mister..."
"Leorio" I reply
"Mister Leorio" she says and my heart stops beating or maybe it was just one long heartbeat or like a breath you take when you breath in fresh air after a deep dive, this is the sweetest my name has ever felt to me in my life
"Could you maybe please lead me back to that well, so that I could leave your village and go back to my home" she says. Although her saying that she wants to go home both please and pinch me a little, I realize I'm gonna have some trouble leading her back
"Village?" I ask her, looking her sideways
"Yes, you said I landed in some other world/place whatever you prefer to call it, so I presumed it would be a village around my city" she says innocently. She really didn't grasp the fact that she had travelled to another dimension. I tried to explain her little more and after going back and forth with her she first gave me a look like I was retarded and then she looked at me like she was searching for my horns and tail.
I fill her in details about my world.
"We look like human, true, but we are much more powerful then them."
"Oh!" She said as if accepting a challenge.
"So you people are powerful huh!" she says looking me directly in the eye, and for a minute I thought maybe not, her eyes are more powerful than anyone else in my world.
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#micropoetry
WHAT IF...
I feel like I am breaking
Right from the beginning
Always feel like falling apart
Right from the start
My feelings been on stake
Ain't nobody told my mistake
Been taken for granted
Which I never ever wanted
Was dying to be accepted
Not the way they treated
Always wished their happiness
Even if they leave, in case
Why I wished I could die
Never got answers of my why
Wish they could collect me again
Understand that reoccurring pain
Wish things could be more clear
Feelings could be more sheer
Tried my very best to hold on
But felt like they wanted to be gone
Were my feelings really at sale?
Why did they hurt me like hell
I do know, I may be wrong
To the same planet I too belong
Wish they could do it the right way
Why do they think of just getting away
They know I can't live without them
All this thing might look as blame
Everytime I say a thing or I swear
Things might not be same as they appear
What if somehow I give up on this thing
They might not give a fuck and just fling
What if suicide comes in my mind
And then I find no one behind
What if I think a lot and get high
What if I wouldn't be able to hold on, and DIE?
Hope they would come to me and make me feel good
I never want to feel like been used...
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WHAT IF...
I feel like I am breaking
Right from the beginning
Always feel like falling apart
Right from the start
My feelings been on stake
Ain't nobody told my mistake
Been taken for granted
Which I never ever wanted
Was dying to be accepted
Not the way they treated
Always wished their happiness
Even if they leave, in case
Why I wished I could die
Never got answers of my why
Wish they could collect me again
Understand that reoccurring pain
Wish things could be more clear
Feelings could be more sheer
Tried my very best to hold on
But felt like they wanted to be gone
Were my feelings really at sale?
Why did they hurt me like hell
I do know, I may be wrong
To the same planet I too belong
Wish they could do it the right way
Why do they think of just getting away
They know I can't live without them
All this thing might look as blame
Everytime I say a thing or I swear
Things might not be same as they appear
What if somehow I give up on this thing
They might not give a fuck and just fling
What if suicide comes in my mind
And then I find no one behind
What if I think a lot and get high
What if I wouldn't be able to hold on, and DIE?
Hope they would come to me and make me feel good
I never want to feel like been used...
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Laughter
As I await your statement of doom
I feel my life filling with gloom
You say I will no longer run
Wheelchair-bound, life no longer fun
A child, so wild, now boring and tame
Somehow I know it will never be the same
Life goes on, day to day
The best doctors proclaim “a cripple, you'll forever stay”
Now as I sit and stare out the glass
Seeing all the free people pass
I yearn to get up and go
And join in with the everyday flow
I go to school, put up with the pain
Hoping that I don’t go insane
With all the whispers going around
It would be a miracle if I surface, perfectly sound
Emerging from my depression, a sound reaches my ear
A happy laughter from someone quite near
It’s a child, pointing at a clown
Making funny faces while upside down
It hits me with a resounding crash
Sadness is cured by laughter in a flash
Now it helps me get through every emotional flare
Laughter is near you, its standing right there
So just reach out and grab it, it’s just waiting for you
For me, I remember all the things it got me through
Now my life is no longer down
So bring in the joy, get rid of the frown
#poem #review #everyone | Editors notes: i wrote this when someone told me my laughter sounded like a cackling witch. this is Laughter 2.0
As I await your statement of doom
I feel my life filling with gloom
You say I will no longer run
Wheelchair-bound, life no longer fun
A child, so wild, now boring and tame
Somehow I know it will never be the same
Life goes on, day to day
The best doctors proclaim “a cripple, you'll forever stay”
Now as I sit and stare out the glass
Seeing all the free people pass
I yearn to get up and go
And join in with the everyday flow
I go to school, put up with the pain
Hoping that I don’t go insane
With all the whispers going around
It would be a miracle if I surface, perfectly sound
Emerging from my depression, a sound reaches my ear
A happy laughter from someone quite near
It’s a child, pointing at a clown
Making funny faces while upside down
It hits me with a resounding crash
Sadness is cured by laughter in a flash
Now it helps me get through every emotional flare
Laughter is near you, its standing right there
So just reach out and grab it, it’s just waiting for you
For me, I remember all the things it got me through
Now my life is no longer down
So bring in the joy, get rid of the frown
#poem #review #everyone | Editors notes: i wrote this when someone told me my laughter sounded like a cackling witch. this is Laughter 2.0
*Oh,How much I relish these days.*
Oh,How much I relish these days
I spend beneath my calming shade
Lost in a calming sweet daze
Watching sweetly as my troubles fade
With what shall I pair this,my dear
Oh,how much I wish you speech
Or a bit more beauty and calm to share
Envious I am,seeing your colors bleach
Reveling in your pretty blooms
Oh,if only you could do the grooms
What do I a man do in my case?
One who seems to have no place
Among his brothers whom he envy
Or among this flowery bevy
To where can a weak man flee
One who seeks to outrun his thought
Perhaps a few speckles of glee
Shall he build one like one I sought
One of stretched out skies
Larger than these with buzzing flies
How easily I am fooled
I detest my lonely shed
Much bigger I would be most pleased
It breeds my cranky mind
And leaves my feelings blind
So much for the soothe I find
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Oh,How much I relish these days
I spend beneath my calming shade
Lost in a calming sweet daze
Watching sweetly as my troubles fade
With what shall I pair this,my dear
Oh,how much I wish you speech
Or a bit more beauty and calm to share
Envious I am,seeing your colors bleach
Reveling in your pretty blooms
Oh,if only you could do the grooms
What do I a man do in my case?
One who seems to have no place
Among his brothers whom he envy
Or among this flowery bevy
To where can a weak man flee
One who seeks to outrun his thought
Perhaps a few speckles of glee
Shall he build one like one I sought
One of stretched out skies
Larger than these with buzzing flies
How easily I am fooled
I detest my lonely shed
Much bigger I would be most pleased
It breeds my cranky mind
And leaves my feelings blind
So much for the soothe I find
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If I knew that it was the last time I was meeting you,
I would have never let you go.
If I knew that it was the last time I was staring at you,
I would have never blinked my eyes.
If I knew that it was the last time I was holding your hand,
I would have never let you take your hand away.
If I knew that it was the last time I was walking with you,
I would have never let the walk came to an end.
If I knew that it was the last time I was listening to your voice,
I would have never let you stop talking.
If I knew that it was the last time I was hugging you,
I would have never been apart from your embrace.
If I knew.....
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I would have never let you go.
If I knew that it was the last time I was staring at you,
I would have never blinked my eyes.
If I knew that it was the last time I was holding your hand,
I would have never let you take your hand away.
If I knew that it was the last time I was walking with you,
I would have never let the walk came to an end.
If I knew that it was the last time I was listening to your voice,
I would have never let you stop talking.
If I knew that it was the last time I was hugging you,
I would have never been apart from your embrace.
If I knew.....
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Don't know why, but all time I feel like smiling,
Singing a new song with each day passing,
There's something special in your capers,
Thats why like everyone, for you I too have fallen...
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Singing a new song with each day passing,
There's something special in your capers,
Thats why like everyone, for you I too have fallen...
#brokenemotions #review #poetry
She have the power, the power she can see in night as she is a night queen. Her words roar, shines like a moon in the darkest nights of the decade. When darkness over shadows her mind she let out the light which she has in her words, she owns the shinning moon in form of her power of words.
One said once "dark like a sky of a no moon light"
But she disagrees. Power of words can make you stronger and she proved it.
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One said once "dark like a sky of a no moon light"
But she disagrees. Power of words can make you stronger and she proved it.
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It was a wolf,
Dark like a night,
Moonless night.
It has eyes,
Like a diamond,
Kohinoor diamond.
It was going through river,
Like a whale,
Like whale coming with lots of water with it.
And it has moon light in his mouth,
Coming through shadow of moon in water,
Running like it got real moon.
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Dark like a night,
Moonless night.
It has eyes,
Like a diamond,
Kohinoor diamond.
It was going through river,
Like a whale,
Like whale coming with lots of water with it.
And it has moon light in his mouth,
Coming through shadow of moon in water,
Running like it got real moon.
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Wind was howling and Night was dark
A creature of darkness was walking beneath the stars
Stocking and craving and chasing for Moon
Tricky was his nature and behaviour was goon
Devil stood there, like he owns the night
Grinning proudly, as he stole the light
A form of madness, woods were in awe
He was just playing, purposely phasing in a wolf
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A creature of darkness was walking beneath the stars
Stocking and craving and chasing for Moon
Tricky was his nature and behaviour was goon
Devil stood there, like he owns the night
Grinning proudly, as he stole the light
A form of madness, woods were in awe
He was just playing, purposely phasing in a wolf
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Desire's toxic fumes consumed you,
blinded you,
made you oblivious to her pain,
rendered you deaf to the pleas of your beloved.
Unintentionally
she flaunted her curves,
teased you senseless with her caress
bathed you in her cool glow
Your love shone in your eyes
till the idea of others dancing in her light,
feeling her touch
made you howl like a crazed animal.
Which you were
Well,still are
You removed her soul
She was yours or no one else's
You plucked that pretty flower
And left it to die in your hands.
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blinded you,
made you oblivious to her pain,
rendered you deaf to the pleas of your beloved.
Unintentionally
she flaunted her curves,
teased you senseless with her caress
bathed you in her cool glow
Your love shone in your eyes
till the idea of others dancing in her light,
feeling her touch
made you howl like a crazed animal.
Which you were
Well,still are
You removed her soul
She was yours or no one else's
You plucked that pretty flower
And left it to die in your hands.
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Am a monster
You asked me why I put on a mask
Because baby I am a monster no one likes
Am a monster everyone criticise
Am a monster everyone despise
Am a monster that comes in your nightmares
Am a monster that questions your faith
Am a monster that you're afraid to become
That's the kinda monster I am
So I put on a this mask everyday
Because I want the people around me to stay
It doesn't matter who I was yesterday
As long as am not a monster today.
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You asked me why I put on a mask
Because baby I am a monster no one likes
Am a monster everyone criticise
Am a monster everyone despise
Am a monster that comes in your nightmares
Am a monster that questions your faith
Am a monster that you're afraid to become
That's the kinda monster I am
So I put on a this mask everyday
Because I want the people around me to stay
It doesn't matter who I was yesterday
As long as am not a monster today.
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Moon War - A poetry describing werewolf's revenge on moon
A were in the day, A pious in the night
A wolf a devil, Before the full moon sight
The never ending cycle, A curse for my eyes
The foe in my teeth, With tide of my life
A joy a delight, Nascent in the name
I will run so fast, Once in the game
My love pray above, And bestow them on shank
To disintegrate the moon, To never turn again
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A were in the day, A pious in the night
A wolf a devil, Before the full moon sight
The never ending cycle, A curse for my eyes
The foe in my teeth, With tide of my life
A joy a delight, Nascent in the name
I will run so fast, Once in the game
My love pray above, And bestow them on shank
To disintegrate the moon, To never turn again
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The cycle never ends
Light presides dark
Who dares close the blinds
Hiding the brilliant spark
Howl presides sight
Made my love a moonless night
Stole the brilliant crescent
The fierce one tracks by scent
Who shall bring back my knight
From the glow of blinding light
One who wishes his skin seared
Adieu,my love is dead
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Light presides dark
Who dares close the blinds
Hiding the brilliant spark
Howl presides sight
Made my love a moonless night
Stole the brilliant crescent
The fierce one tracks by scent
Who shall bring back my knight
From the glow of blinding light
One who wishes his skin seared
Adieu,my love is dead
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A World Apart
Chapter 5
After walking together with her for a while it felt like I had been walking with her forever and I wanted to keep walking with her forever. But she had to go, if anyone found her we both would be in trouble. So I lead her to a gate back to her own dimension.
When I told her that she should go she refused point blank, saying no one cared for her in her own world and she wanted to die anyways so she won't go back. After failing to convince her about her how important she must be to her people I take her to Sinzo, my best friend to help me with her.
"This is Sinzo, my best friend, my brother, my everything." I introduce him
"Cut the crap bro, what do you want me to do." He asks me knowing full well that I'm oiling him to try and get his help, Naoko smiles a little, my heart jumps again.
After scolding me for a while in private he arranges for her a place to stay with a condition that she should stay hidden and wouldn't try to talk to anyone else.
At the end of the day I leave her, excited to meet her again the next day. When I go to her she is dressed in a magi rob, our traditional dress.
I take her out with me because she wished to see a dragon, she has never seen one and I couldn't tell her a no! I take her to Azure worried that Azure would definitely insult me infront of her but by some magic he didn't. Infact he didn't just let her touch him, he also gave us both a ride without throwing us even for a single time.
"I believe you are the one casting spell around here" she chuckled and then hugged me. I froze in surprise first but then gladly hugged her back.
"This has been the happiest I have been in so long, thanks" she says teary eyed.
"Thanks for everything. At this point I'm not even worried if you are a serial killer, I'm just happy to have met you" she says jokingly. I chuckle and scratch my head
"I assure you I'm not" I tell her crossing my heart
"That's what a serial killer would say" she says looking at me almost seriously. I look at her confused, worried that maybe she means what she is telling me
"But if you are a serial killer, you gotta be the cutest" she whispers in my ear and then goes on playing with Azure. I stand there stunned, my heart beating like a drum.
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Chapter 5
After walking together with her for a while it felt like I had been walking with her forever and I wanted to keep walking with her forever. But she had to go, if anyone found her we both would be in trouble. So I lead her to a gate back to her own dimension.
When I told her that she should go she refused point blank, saying no one cared for her in her own world and she wanted to die anyways so she won't go back. After failing to convince her about her how important she must be to her people I take her to Sinzo, my best friend to help me with her.
"This is Sinzo, my best friend, my brother, my everything." I introduce him
"Cut the crap bro, what do you want me to do." He asks me knowing full well that I'm oiling him to try and get his help, Naoko smiles a little, my heart jumps again.
After scolding me for a while in private he arranges for her a place to stay with a condition that she should stay hidden and wouldn't try to talk to anyone else.
At the end of the day I leave her, excited to meet her again the next day. When I go to her she is dressed in a magi rob, our traditional dress.
I take her out with me because she wished to see a dragon, she has never seen one and I couldn't tell her a no! I take her to Azure worried that Azure would definitely insult me infront of her but by some magic he didn't. Infact he didn't just let her touch him, he also gave us both a ride without throwing us even for a single time.
"I believe you are the one casting spell around here" she chuckled and then hugged me. I froze in surprise first but then gladly hugged her back.
"This has been the happiest I have been in so long, thanks" she says teary eyed.
"Thanks for everything. At this point I'm not even worried if you are a serial killer, I'm just happy to have met you" she says jokingly. I chuckle and scratch my head
"I assure you I'm not" I tell her crossing my heart
"That's what a serial killer would say" she says looking at me almost seriously. I look at her confused, worried that maybe she means what she is telling me
"But if you are a serial killer, you gotta be the cutest" she whispers in my ear and then goes on playing with Azure. I stand there stunned, my heart beating like a drum.
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What do you live for
passion, purpose or reason
dulling on a wooden desk
fabricated and fissioned
clueless about your mission
you burnout just to earn
a few bucks just to rub
in the face of someone
to show you are better
though are you?
When your success
is measured in numbers
And your insides
are encumbered
working like a slave
you call it life
I call it slight
because what's the use
to live like you are a refuse
I'd rather call it a ruse
And then you boast
about your trophies and roost
about your lawn and garden
but your insides are hardened
By the grueling of this world
can you take this anymore, this hurt
Whether you decide to step out
or perhaps you'd decide to feel
But only you can have the zeal
To break the routine and find
the meaning of this life benign
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passion, purpose or reason
dulling on a wooden desk
fabricated and fissioned
clueless about your mission
you burnout just to earn
a few bucks just to rub
in the face of someone
to show you are better
though are you?
When your success
is measured in numbers
And your insides
are encumbered
working like a slave
you call it life
I call it slight
because what's the use
to live like you are a refuse
I'd rather call it a ruse
And then you boast
about your trophies and roost
about your lawn and garden
but your insides are hardened
By the grueling of this world
can you take this anymore, this hurt
Whether you decide to step out
or perhaps you'd decide to feel
But only you can have the zeal
To break the routine and find
the meaning of this life benign
#everyone #tm #poetry #review