Mankind is not as deep as you think,
everyone changes as soon as you blink,
whoever you meet there is always a link,
where one holds power, the rest shrink,
the human race is something ravenous
desire is insatiably voracious,
people are superficially pretentious,
their thoughts are unthinkably venomous,
illusions are what you perceive,
people are born to deceive,
there is nothing that you'll receive,
you came with an empty hand,
you'll drown in this muddy sand,
and eventually, get buried in this eternal land,
you and I are a reflection,
happiness is nothing but a deception,
good and bad is just your perception,
chaos has no prevention.
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Cynical Reality
PoetryA couple of poems about the depth and the darkness of this unpredictable, melancholic world.
