Essence

Illusion

World is wandering in illusion.
People peep into other's privacy ,
They tend to talk more not listen,
We look into the eyes of others,
They are always searching something.
World is mad after so many things.
Restlessly we are adding to already gained.
We long for new things ,
Even on the day we buy something,
What precious we have lost?
What we are searching for ?
Who is causing all this?
We are in search of contentment,
World is searching peace in others.
Somehow we want to cool our soul.
Search is correct but way is maddening.
Who knows since when were are wandering?
This has to be stopped for ever.
We should think of cleaning our soul,
So that even after death ,peace may remain intact.






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