An insanity
We do all that..
our conscience,
doesn't allow.
But we say, 'Wow! '
keeping all the senses,
aside,
we try to ride,
the joyful horse
of our ambitions,
those,
never give us,
a real happiness,
a peaceful life.
besides it,
forbid us
to be,
a perfect man.
Nevertheless,
we run after them,
all the day & night,
wishing our future bright.
And, in the last,
we get,
a handful vanity.
Isn't it,
an insanity?
...............
poem by Sushil Kumar
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