Monday, 11 June 2018

Days In life

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Days In life

There had been a time;
When we didn't care about time,
Those days of innocence
Which dissolves all sins
As all were sacred in heart.

But with increase of days in life;
Soul is bent with weight of life,
Even simple truth is hard to come out,
As hard water washes nothing,
Humbug, which stays as stain.

And when body's end is near to soul;
Then life starts to think about supreme soul,
These days know all nothingness of all,
But life is not helped by decaying body,
When very end comes some truth again lost.
 

Jack Elixir

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