What? Were you really
Of the view that whatever happened
To you was the end?
Did you really think that
Life had ended?
Did you really think that
Time stopped going forward?
Did you really think that
The sun and the moon
Had stopped revolving around
In their axis?
Did you really think
That the Earth had stopped for you?
There's still time for the
Rain to drop its first drop of bliss.
There's still time to
Sow the first seed of
The blooming and mesmerizing blessings.
There's still time.
There's always time
Until the reaper knocks
On your door and death
Opens its eternal wings of
Parting ways with life.
There's still time, dear Homosapien.
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PoesíaOkay, so, I upload reels on Instagram and I'm thinking of changing the tempo of my account and for that, I'd be writing on Wattpad and then upload my original works on Instagram.
