Where we not born alone wont we be dying the same way
Why then this attachment to trespassers in life that never stay
Why doesn't the mind understand that all this is trumpery
Why does it believe that when they come they will bring greenery
From brothers to sisters, from friends to foes
No one can come in death no one is so close
Not that this means they don't care
But death and birth are something we just cant share
Why is there anger when someone hides the truth
Why is there unhappiness when for a work we don't get the fruit
Is it because we really care for what happened
Or really cos our ego feels it owns the action or the operand
When someone you are close with doesn't tell you they are in love
When for the lack of invitation from a dears party off you have to shove
Why don't we let go thinking well its their life
When we can marry but can never even 'have' our wife
The heart is beaten but attachment isn't
The mind has learnt but the man hasn't
Shoved, pushed, rejected or left out
By people to whom his importance is of serious doubt
He still cries for attention or at least a little apology
If neither he cribs and complains about human psychology
"I dint so much but then they dint notice me
For all my hard work i dint even get a fee "
Alas yet again the heart weeps and along does the mind
None realize that doing without wanting is being kind
Nothing we got and nothing we shall take
When someone ignores us only our ego is at stake
If we lose this ego perhaps we will know this body is a cage
And everyone we meet are alas but actors in a stage
--Badri--
Posted by Badrinath.V.S at 4:14 PM
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