Friday, March 19, 2021


 Yesterday is a memory,

Tomorrow is an idea,

Reality is none but now.

Know it either by intellect,

Or by suffering,

That you will lose everyone,

You and Your being.

Today's intimacy is tomorrow's memory,

That's how life is, Oh mother!

Should I really bother?

Understand that with a blink,

You'll be on death-bed.

The only thing that matters,

Is how intense you led, memories you made.

Nobody you know, is forever.

Open your mind, and there will be shivers.

Mom, dad, friends, lover, will slip off your eyes,

Enquire then, who were they, and who am I?

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