God, I would like to be in suffer,
I would love to be in pain,
I would love to be in grief,
If it means I could know why people live like this.
I wonder; a mother losing her sons her daughter,
Lives rest of her life just by weeping and crying.
God, I would love to know why living is important,
Why people live their whole life just to die when they know death is inevitable.
Is that why we are born; to die,
Is there no skipping of death?
I mean all the achievements a man has made,
He just dies all that remain is his name.
God, Is that why we are born, for a name
If that's the case then why the people want to be rich?
Why people crave for richness more than fame?
I mean, we don't carry our wealth after we die.
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NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS LIVE!! BUT WHY?
Poetrythis poem that i have written is about a teen who is trying to figure out the the death and why it is inevitable and why do we want live even if we are not living the life of our choice and in essence a slave of some worldly ties that we dont want t...
