Perish Poem by gul naz

Perish



Frightened of being perished!
Perish is all we made for
The time between
Pop up and pop off
Is all we have in hand
If life is affix
Door is still ajar
Why should waste time on thinking
Perishability
Think of life
Think of existence
Think of making
Life a better affair

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