When one heart-attack can't kill you...

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Hi buddy,
How many times did it happen to us that we feel lost in our way?
No matter, how hard we try, we end badly.

I wrote this poem when I was wondering about life while looking at the sky. I thought about, how minimal my existence in this vast universe is, I think the problems are the part and parcel of life. We must not stop living life as we go through them.

I hope this poem would bring a little more perspective to our consciousness and we will become better in our journey to nowhere. Thank you so much for your visit. I am looking forward to know your perception about life. Use a tiny box below to write whatever you feel.

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Here in the open sky
We exist
Against our consciousness
Turned into an atheist
Unfocused mind
In a war
Killing ourselves
With an invisible sword

A sword of anger and depression
Oblivion state and oblivious actions
Drugs have become a fashion
No compassion
Ruthless Aggresion
And dying in an nonhierarchical succession

Few dollars in our pocket
and we forget,
Dollars can buy sex, but not intimacy
Dollars can purchase friends, but not family
Dollars can afford birthday cakes, but not life.

Yesterday is over
Tomorrow has no existence
Today is now
Be a worthy soul

Thanks
See ya soon
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