Stubborn
The stubborn ego,
Knows the meaning,
But yet ignores so,
Continues suffering.
What will cool it down?
What shall shut it up?
Work without calming down,
Or death's final cover up.
Deeply enslaved by body,
Oh dear it does forget!
Than a harsh blow bloody,
And Flow down tears get.
Who cares many came and went,
And shall continue ahead to.
Limited years Oh you spent,
To what? To what? What to?
-19-02-2025
Copyright © Anjali Arya | Year Posted 2025
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