Life Alive
What's life
The succeeding
Our sessions,
Are finites.
Or the day
We bore?
Firmly lasts,
A million times
In a single life,
Of succeeding
Occupieds!
Else the fear,
Of to die?
Truly makes it,
Killing us,
Our desires.
In a sadness
Of a sorrow!
Copyright © Puneet Shukla | Year Posted 2025
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