Being Living
Physical and Spiritual needs start starving
How a person alone is able to feed them?
They, some, are crying while some smiling
Self is busy keeping a balance between them!
Letting starving be feeding and crying be smiling
These things unseen though, tightly sticking
To the day and night living, drilling while intriguing!
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