This world is a target board
we all try our luck but hitting a shot
Only few fortunate find target
Struggle is for many more
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Hit your ball as hard as you can
the poles are firm in its place
only a guard is moving around
to safe guard the place
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Those who have too many questions about God
They are lost.
They deny and they keep denying
They find faults in HIS creations
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Superpowers are no exceptions
they ruled and now feel the burden
which way world moved was not in their hands
Now when they see the world not
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Poems are for others to judge
Your imagination is unlimited
Your passion drives your thoughts
Oil will never mix in water
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We are ungrateful souls
We only look at ourselves
Our greed has not limits
It has no bounds
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As my horse gallop past the bushes
I realise that something was hiding behind
By the time I made a decision,
I could only catch glimpses of it
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