Poem On Life
It's the new game
We all play, during childhood for fun
And in adulthood for hiding our pains
The game's called hide seek
For every question raised
We answer i am fine
For all we know, it's so untrue
But to make other person fine
Our cries are so louder
Yet unheard, for it cries in the heart
The pillow knows all the truth, as it's always close
When we are down
The reason may be personal
The reason may be professional
But all in all we all running for
The unending game of hide and seek
We all are in a race to make
other person feel happy
Not knowing for smeone else
We are also other person
And in all this race, our efforts to make
Evryone happy, but at the end of the day we ourselves are unhappy
Why this fake smile,
Why this fake care
Are we really happy
Be it circumstance
Or be it the person
For the truth is still a mystery.
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