Life is always on.....
It does not come to a halt, till we die
We are supposed to enjoy everything
But alas! we can't!!!
We are that fool who always create mess of everything.
We were given everything ready for us
Before we came to this world
Here was everything- planty ....
Still, we suffer; as our cricis never ends.
Where is the crisis?
Its our mind,
Our deisre, our lust, all these are filling our mind
We are restless our mind does not stop -- wanting
So what to do!
We have to suffer for our mind
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