How so many unquenched desires our soul breeds?
Why to strain? Why so pain?
What is life,, not only to earn gain.
Why to compete? Why not to make peace?
Why to downcast someone and snatch ease?
What so entangled? What so complex?
Why to let melancholy get convex?
Why to hate? Why to hurt?
Why to fill our heart with the dirt?
Why so demanding? Why to complain?
Why let avarice to proclaim?
Why want wealth? Why not health?
Why for bliss's sake
Put our precious life on stake?
Why to run when we can just walk?
Why to turn into living corpse?
Let's take a halt and observe in a silent shock,
It's time to end the run and begin the walk.
©Priyanka Bajaj
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