I am not a saint
To renounce the life
I have my desires
That seldom to realize
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Man is the creation
Made with loopholes
Erred the God
In creating mankind
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Life is short
Knows each and every one
Yet the illusion
Illuminate every one
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Clueless you are
In search of your goal
Restless you are
In search of peace
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Neither I a poet
Nor do I write
Scribbled are some words
That struggle out from thoughts
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God is formless
He gave you this form
God is nameless
You gave him a name
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All were in their teens, handsome and beautiful
with eyes full of dreams, minds full of goals
hearts full of love and brains full of intelligence
ecstasy reverberant all around moments before doom
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Oh! Death! Thy are the certainty
Unpredictable is thou proximity
Yet we humans live in constant captivity
Species other than we, knew never
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When everyone on earth is in search of God
God himself set out on a mission in search of human
A relentless journey He undertook
Unmindful of times and distances
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Not out of love, this life we live
agree most if not all the folks on earth
keeping aside those who don’t need to
struggle either by own efforts or by divine luck
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