"We are all born very long back
What's so hype about birthdays!
When your lifetime cut short",
that's what my mother says.
I once denied in her quote
But now i understand every word in it.
Which makes me fear the most
Of when it will be time for me to leave.
People wait for the date
To have so much fun and frivolity.
Whereas i hate to see it coming
It fills me with sadness and misery.
People party with their best of best friends
And receives so and so many presents
Whereas i sit at home with my sadness
I don't understand what's their interests.
They wait for 12 am to receives so many calls
They get tired of spreading thanks like virus.
Whereas i try to escape the world
It's just depressing and vicious
It makes me curious
Whether they or it's me so immature
Whether they are childish
Or I am just not yet in a mindset so secure.
Whether I should enjoy every moment
And later reminisce everything i lived
Or just think the words again and again
And wish my life would quit.
By Yash_1608 (11/7/23 . 1:18pm)
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PoesíaHere is all my thoughts and point of views and stories kept suffocated inside a cage which is one by one crawling out the cage. it's a poem compilation about my life and some other stories that I came across this last two months. Words are the stron...
