Self Made Strife
Gold,money job,land,home,valuables,security and love
all desired but here none or little or inadequate
mostly inadequate with avarice
and comparably
you work them out
in silence and hoarse shouts
play games and maim people
they try the same on you
in their pursuit
24/7 and 365
sinning and sinning
may be winning and winning
or loosing and loosing
in depression and blue
rat race goes on
without a stop
you call this life
this is self made strife.
Come clear and embrace me!
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2009
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